Stalker
“i knew there’d be a lot of sorrow but i’d rather know bittersweet happiness than a gray uneventful life; perhaps i invented all of this later”
"my conscience wants vegetarianism to win over the world. and my subconscious is yearning for a piece of juicy meat. but what do I want?"
“i don’t give a damn about inspiration, how would I know the right word for what I want? how would I know that actually I don't want what I want? or that I actually don't want what I don't want? they are elusive things: the moment we name them, their meaning disappears, melts, dissolves like a jellyfish in the sun."