I guess I'll never know. Aimless as a red-hot iron bar. I think I love you. Then the wound is repaired. The outer opening of the vagina is the only portion left intact, not however without having ensured that, during the pro- cess of repairing, some narrowing of the opening is carried out with a few extra stitches.
Love is too much like other stories.
Salt in the syringe. Tonight, all I want is to be able to go on. I should have eaten Life goes on in the dark. Trouble gave me back my head, that's the only thing it's good for. I'm tired now, too many voices in my head.