Just another sunny day as people loom over my corpse and whisper short secrets about how their day has gone; because in reality no one cared. No one even blinked as they saw the bullet holes through my head, an… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“When I arrived at the house in the suburbs that night I seriously contemplated suicide for the first time in my life. But as I thought about it, the idea became exceedingly tiresome, and I finally decided it would be… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
