Perfidious Society Masturbators

...he Was Just Scraps Of Words And Dislocated Phrases.

It Would Be Wrong To Refuse To Face The Fact That Everything Is Fundamentally Sick And Sad.

We Only Really Face Up To Ourselves When We Are Afraid.

I Had To Spend My Entire Childhood In The Altensam Dungeon Like An Inmate Doing Time For No Comprehensible Reason, For A Crime He Can't Remember Committing, A Judicial Error Probably.

Women Were Like Rivers, Their Banks Were Unreachable, The Night Often Rang With The Cries Of The Drowned.