they're too beautiful for words.
what's the fun when you can't share what you've found?
what took years to build in a second it's brought down.
no one will comfort me,
will know me or what's going on inside.
i've learned more from this than anything i have read in my whole life.
периодические возвращения на отдельный тонкий круг и на бесконечный репит.