[ love is permanent. the lover is not.]
Low Season, Jaka Bulc
Dull Age, Greg Ponthus
PANK 8, Brian Phillip Whalen, How To Live Without Her.
el amor es para siempre, el amante no lo es.
Void, Lee Chang Ming
Twisted, Greg Ponthus
I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more.Franz Kafka, The Castle
The irony of learning to live is this : each day is a chord progression toward death and each day you have to teach yourself the fine refrain of how to die a little less.