SILENT screams in pain, only the blurred vision is PLEASURE. My eyes are starting to go crazy, my eyes are bleeding MISERY. Memories that are too disturbed, MELODY is playing from somewhere. ONLY LONELY MY GIRL I'll stare at you.
it's not true that a burnt child dreads the fire. it's drawn to it like a moth to a flame. it knows that when it goes near it, it will burn itself again. still, it gets too close.
