There are no bite marks on his apple.
His toys are still in their boxes...
Hardcore feminism
in all aspects...
Life is such...
We can dance...
This world, these words,
these concrete foundations of temporality...
Whatever to others we do,
whether in the scale of “so many” or a...
Do not become better than them
to prove you are better...
i don't remember the last
time i broke down, crying over...
Without contrast we
could not see. blindness is the...
When was a question a question,
when was a clue...
Not finding it anywhere
but in yourselves...
Beauty is the trait
of soul and the flower is...
Tell me something heartfelt and fair.
Tell me something kind...