Sublime

nunca falei abertamente com você,

When we try to grab it, up we go and down we come, with nothing but another high to add to our collection of moldering butterflies.

This completes the cycle of saṁsāra, illustrating the turning wheel of suffering.

I dunno. I thought it would be better if we didn’t talk for a while. I mean, we’d just end up fighting again, and I’d say something mean. I know it’s partly my fault she has to work the way she does. Who am I kidding, it’s all because of me. I get so upset thinking about it. I want to become an adult, right now. That way, I can work hard and help w