the beautiful are found in the edge of a room
crumpled into spiders and needles and silence
and we can never understand why they
left,they were so
beautiful.

they dont make it,
the beautiful die young
and leave the ugly to their ugly lives.

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't hav…”

“A bit lazy, perhaps. But crafty”

“Slova nebyla nudná, slova byla věcmi, které dokázaly přinutit vaši mysl, aby se…”

“there's a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I'm too clever, I only l…”