I Hope The Exit Is

There Is Nothing More Precious Than Laughter

I Am My Own Muse. I Am The Subject I Know Best. The Subject I Want To Better.

I Wanted To Tell You That My Whole Being Opened For You. Since I Fell In Love With You Everything Is Transformed And Is Full Of Beauty... Love Is Like An Aroma, Like A Current, Like Rain.

To Trap One's Self-suffering Is To Risk Being Devoured From The Inside.

Everyone's Opinions About Things Change Over Time. Nothing Is Constant. Everything Changes. And To Hold Onto Some Dogged Idea Forever Is A Little Rigid And Maybe Naive.