For some time now, our whole European culture has been moving with a tortured tension that is growing from decade to decade, as toward a catastrophe: restlessly, violently, headlong, like a river that wants to reach the end, that no longer reflects, that is afraid to reflect.

I am not that type of girl who express my pain in words..................... I choose to stay quite and alone with my headphones and tissue papers to swipe my tears.........

that in itself age doesn’t make anyone better or wiser, but only accentuates what they have always been.

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