no words
April 26th, 2010 by Sara
I sometimes don’t understand people.
It’s fine though, I don’t mind that much. As long as I’m not involved in the non-understandable part.
Once you get involved with it though it makes everything complicated and kind of macabre.
And more so makes me feel vulnerable, angry and misunderstood.
Like drowning or being fucked by a demon.
sources: photograph found on Sabino, drawing by unknown found on geneticmutations.
