let’s be honest most of these are songs
i keep writing metaphors and pretty words / cause i can’t speak / or think clearly / and i’m scared to admit / something’s wrong with me — ben levin, song that no one wants to hear
the only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next — faxe, in the left hand of darkness (ursula k. le guin)
feu aux prisons — graffiti
somehow my life now begins — angra, carolina iv
i’m tired of waiting for fucking nothing — devin townsend, underneath the waves