Being inside isn’t so bad, as long as you’ve got windows. Right?
I’ve kept these words at bay for years; “Occasion” this shall be.
“alle alle auch sind frei”
we might’s well drink the brew.
please, please, please – don’t try to put me in a box.
Feelings are foreign to me; at least feelings over which I don’t have some sort of control.
and now July can come to me /
my soul no more disjoint, it’s free
How long can that caterpillar stay in chrysalis before it dies and can never emerge?