Newspapers say
Something is missing. Something digested, got better. Do you know how will ends after long day? The second cuts two opposite states, tearing at the seam a sensation of the whole. Not sure… do you understand or lost already? But honestly, I’m terribly tired of chewing — cheekbones cramped. That you must understand.
Even if I write a word with a pencil on the headlines of tabloid newspapers, you still look for them. The last one who cares to collect the words into melody. Let them leave splinters, there you find your voices. Mirrors have lost their beauty, 92 kilograms of live meat that you drag along with you on social media is a great way to go down. Something is missing. Something digested, got better. I’ll miss us. But don’t you forget:
The only thing that makes you interesting is me.
