我们都会死去,所有人,多么荒谬!这种孤独的事实应该让我们彼此相爱可是并没有。我们在琐事中变得恐惧平庸,我们被虚无啃噬。
爱不是安慰,它是光明。
A throw of the dice will never abolish chance.
Poetry is the language of the soul.
I'm not a perfect person, but I'm trying to be better every day.