I finally managed to try to do away with myself, as neatly and concisely as possible. I would rather die young leaving various accomplishments, some work, my friendship with you, and some other artifacts intact, instead of pell-mell erasing all of these delicate things.
I feel like I am floating in plasma
I need a teacher or a lover
I need someone to risk being involved with me.
I am so vain
and I am so masochistic.
How can they coexist?
THIS ACTION THAT I FORESEE
has nothing to do with melodrama
It is that life as lived by me now is a series of exceptions
I was (am?) not unique but special.
This is why I was an artist
Things looked funny because my pictures depend on an emotional state... I know this is true and I thought about this for a long time. Somehow it made me feel very, very good.
Now we come to the passage. You can just see a little peep of the passage in Looking-glass House, if you leave the door of our drawing room wide open: and it's very like our passage as far as you can see, only you know it may be quite different on beyond.
Свадьбы звезд шоу-бизнеса, которые прошли в строгой секретности....
Приветствую Вас, дорогой читатель! Вы когда-нибудь задавались вопросом: зачем уметь хорошо рисовать, если в наше время за огромные деньги продаются каляки-маляки (если уж простым языком говорить)? Лич...