I dance on my own grave. Don't touch me, I'm a sacred fool. And I'm the happiest.
Her Schrodinger's Cat, Mania 2003
If you felt a sudden lump throbbing in your chest when your narcissistic mother yelled your name; if your tears were so vivid but they chose to ignore it; if you sat naked in front of a mirror, with legs parted and felt disgusted by your own moans; if your texts to them exceeded the limit; trust me I feel you! Please don't give up, the spring is coming!
Her Schrödinger's Cat, Sixth Insight
Realism was never a part of her world.
You bleed too much darling, gather up your flesh, drape it around your abysmal void. Nothing is seldom worthy enough to be mourned over till it turns you into a shrine of ghosts gulping tears of every mortal. Love yourself enough till you carry yourself to the grave, my love!
Her Schrödinger's cat, Eleventh insight
They were sitting together silently and watching their shudders dissolving into sighs. Their oblivious stares weaving a music and tears making promises to make it up to sunrise.
Will you save me? For the last time?
-epiphany
I wish you a place kinder than your past where fairies dwell and place smiling flowers within the shimmering hair of yours.I wish you love as sweet as nectar which percolates down in every lane of your heart and the sunbeams ask for your little assistance in lightening up the souls of every earthling.
- Her Schrödinger's Cat, Second Insight
Heartstopper
There is no end to this. The time will turn its wheels.