Ultimately, we are all dead men... I'm just trying to find a profound way to meet that end

I will never be able to wrap myself in the trappings of an easy, carefree life.

The dessert is the Virgin of literature, whereas the ocean has become literature's w h o r e. She lets any poet play over her as he wishes.

I often feel that neither you nor I even the world exists, that all things in the past and the future are illusory.

One day I'll bury my past with dirt on top of me.

Life is war, each day a battle

This is where life dragged to.
This is where I'm suppose to be.

A smile is like a magic which can bring in happiness in ur life without any special reason.

Life has me dying but telling me I'm fine...

I will never apologize for being me. You should apologize for expecting me to be anything else.