I was in one of those periods of absolute uselessness, I no longer knew what I wanted, why I wanted something and how I wanted it. I was looking at the most mindless movies, I was on pills for a cold that wouldn't go away and at night I amused my neighbors by ping-ponging against... Lees verder →
It is urgently time to write my story. I'm studying at the film academy. Screenwriting, because I love cinematic stories, and I prefer to write them myself. My friends are better with images behind the camera, I with images on paper. I'm in my hundredth year, at least it feels that way. It is as... Lees verder →
Much too late, weary creatures unable to find sleep wanders down the streets. It is such a night, where the wind petrifies my gloomy features and I dance and clash with the darkness of the night. Groaning in a period of restlessness, I jump back into the valley of banality. Shadows follow and whispers poison... Lees verder →
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