the chicken's still dancing
the chicken won't stop
Tag: obscure-reference stroszek werner-herzog
And when I don’t feel it, it’s pointless.
Think about getting up it’s pointless.
Think about eating it’s pointless.
Think about dressing it’s pointless.
Think about speaking it’s pointless.
Think about dying only it’s totally
fucking pointless.
Tag: pointless cleansed sarah-kane
Body and soul can never be married
I need to become who I already am and will bellow forever at this incongruity which has committed me to hell
At home I'm clean. Like it never happened. Tell them you saw me. Tell them...you saw me.
Sarah KaneTag: blasted
I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.
Sarah KaneTag: blasted
I dreamt I went to the doctor's and she gave me eight minutes to live-I'd been sitting in the fucking waiting room half an hour.
Sarah KaneTag: 4-48-psychosis
Some will call this self-indulgence
(They are lucky not to know its truth)
Some will know the simple fact of pain
This is becoming my normality
Tag: truth pain 4-48-psychosis
She's talking about herself in the third person because the idea of being who she is, of acknowledging that she is herself, is more than her pride can take.
Sarah KaneTag: crave
I am the beast at the end of the rope.
Sarah KaneA small girl became increasingly paralysed by her parents' frequently violent rows.
Sometimes she would spend hours standing completely still in the toilet, simply
because that was where she happened to be when the fight began.
Finally, in moments of calm, she would take bottles of milk from the fridge or
doorstep and leave them in places where she may later become trapped. Her
parents were unable to understand why they found bottles of sour milk in every
room in the house.
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