viernes, 23 de marzo de 2012
viernes, 2 de marzo de 2012
I lack confidence, I crave admiration insatiably.
I live on the reflections of myself in the eyes of others.
I do not dare to be myself.
I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.
The ocean keeps falling into itself, gathering itself up, and falling into itself again