Need a friend to talk to, need Luca, need Filipa, need to clear my head, go for a run, go to a bar and pick up a guy, tell him everything, and he’ll nod and smile and say, “Wow, that’s so deep” and we’ll fuck and he’ll forget and it’ll be fine, it won’t mean anything but it’ll be good, it’ll be great, it’ll be me, my power, me, in control, me, using the world to steal, to speak, to live, to survive to live fuck you, fuck you all! On the balcony, shaking with rage, tears in my eyes.
