Whatever does not pretend at all has style enough.
Don’t you have any concept of individuality?” she asks, annoyed by its presumption at meddling with her internal states.”Individuality is an unnecessary barrier to information transfer,” says the ghost, morphing into its original form, a...
It’s a funny thing about names, how they become a part of someone.
Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.
Bei gleicher Umgebung lebt doch jeder in einer anderen Welt.