once again, the urge to drop it all and go far away, coming together with the will to grasp at someone and push my face against her belly and forget that the world exsists, to drown in the sweet smell. what is the name of this german girl? who is your friend? do i really say what i belive or do i make myself belive in what i say?
i want to meet her again. i want to see what i saw. to taste what i touched, to feel what i felt.