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i can still feel it
i can still taste her
i can't live if living is without you
i confess
i cried in my cereals
i didn't do anything
i don't know how, but i don't think i'm alone
i don't like dogmatic toys
i don't need a job
i don't want to do this anymore.
i dreamed I was alone
i dreamed i dream
i dreamt of this, Esther
i exist in an orange void and i used to be afraid of eggs
i exist. i exist. i exist.
i fast myself for him
i feel something
i fiori sbocciano a Napoli
i flew to watch traces of garden, dragonflies with birds and snake and in-between Wolfgang Lehmann introduced me to Kurt Kren's mama and papa
i forget what it's called but i know how to get there
i forgot the title.
i found a wallet at the beach
i grew an inch when my father died
i guess it's over
i hate my birthday
i hate video
i hate winters.
i hate you
i have eczema and i'm scared of bugs
i have to leave
i hear strange laughter
i heard the geese cry
i heard you like true crime