No one wanted to play with her
The midnight sun is giving a gentle kiss upon the home below. The moon gives a miniscule light to…
“Thrusting me beneath your clothing,
“Behind the scenes of life lurks something pernicious that makes a nightmare of our world.”
“On January 3, 1889, in the throes of a manic episode, Friedrich Nietzsche left his lodgings in Turin, walked a…