Carmen Buzila
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Here is some clean inspiration for the day.

Here is some clean inspiration for the day.

This describes me so well. I can't even hate him when I should. Even though he is a liar, I can't see any of the bad times because the good times are always clouding my mind.

This describes me so well. I can't even hate him when I should. Even though he is a liar, I can't see any of the bad times because the good times are always clouding my mind. Story of my life.

To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if i break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. Nothing else affects me. Small doses, moderate loves, all half-shades, leave me cold. I like extravagance, heat. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts the thermometer! I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous— lava, inflammable, unrestrained.

To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if i break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. Nothing else affects me. Small doses, moderate loves, all half-shades, leave me cold. I like extravagance, heat. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts the thermometer! I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous— lava, inflammable, unrestrained.