Parte 6
Anna Molly
Já as palavras sábias de um grande amigo falavam das grandes farsas da humanidade; nunca o quis ouvir com atenção, sentia que não falhava ao criar juízos de valores sobre as pessoas - os quais as tornavam sempre nas melhores pessoas do Mundo - e sinto que não falho, apenas não consigo prever todos os desvios negativos na personalidade de cada uma delas. Esses desvios não têm de ser negativos, penso, são naturais e naturalmente inevitáveis e, quando aceites, propiciarão um convívio saudável entre as partes.
Anna Molly's not a special girl anymore. She came and took everything I had [left] inside our house but, before leaving, she left me a note: keep the air to yourself 'cause I don't need it anymore. Her egoism kept me dreaming nightmares for weeks but now that I'm over it another one came by. This one is special though, she's not like the last one: She says that she's gonna cut my legs into pieces before cutting my throat into two symmetric pieces of something (she mentioned what it would look like but I don't remember; you must understand, I was pretty stoned that night).
Love is the most common word among us - even though it's used in a strange kind of way - and we keep saying it to each other all the time: I love you/Love you too (interlude). Have you even wondered how polymorphous perversity works? It can be so cynical and taste so good at the same time...
evil.
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Anna Molly's not a special girl anymore. She came and took everything I had [left] inside our house but, before leaving, she left me a note: keep the air to yourself 'cause I don't need it anymore. Her egoism kept me dreaming nightmares for weeks but now that I'm over it another one came by. This one is special though, she's not like the last one: She says that she's gonna cut my legs into pieces before cutting my throat into two symmetric pieces of something (she mentioned what it would look like but I don't remember; you must understand, I was pretty stoned that night).
Love is the most common word among us - even though it's used in a strange kind of way - and we keep saying it to each other all the time: I love you/Love you too (interlude). Have you even wondered how polymorphous perversity works? It can be so cynical and taste so good at the same time...
evil..
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