sometimes i turn around and catch the smell of you and i cannot i cannot go on without expressing this terrible so fucking awfull physical aching fucking longing i have for you.And i cannot believe i can feel this for you and you feel nothing. Do you feel nothing?
Do you feel nothing?
And i go out at six in the morning and start my search for you.If i dreamt of a message of a street or a pub or a station,i go there and i wait for you.
You know, i ve never in my life had a problem giving another person what they want.But on one has been able to do that for me.No one touches me.No one gets near me.But now you touch me somewhere so fucking deep I cant believe i cant be that for you.Because I cant find you.
What does she look like?
And how will i know her when i see her?
She ll die,she ll die, she ll only fucking die.
Do you think its possible for a person to be born in the wrong body?
Do you think its possible for a person to be born in the wrong era?
-Sarah Cane 4.48 Phychosis
taken from Raf who actually did a play based on 4.48 Phychosis
regretted not going!.. grrr. great words huh.
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