Krew i flaki w szkole średniej

The only real thing is that split (second) between life and death.

excitement and danger and blackness I have that feeling and I feel really happy, more than sex and love and wealth, I like danger

continuing unchanging calm danger.

like a marriage that doesn't stop

only the whole world appears and disappears

and adventures pop up little blots

of madness, long stretches of nothing -you don't know where you're at -

I think most writers are crazy 'cause they sit in their rooms all the time and scribble down stuff no one wants to read and they don't fuck.

I was desperate to fuck more and more so I could finally get love.