I want that feeling
of non-existing,
I want that feeling
like I'm floating,
just wanna be up high
so I don't touch that dirty ground,
wanna be so quiet
my motions dont make a single sound,
wanna turn to a pretty butterfly,
then burn out in the air,
turn to a dust of butterfly's wings,
and fall like a rain on everyone who didn't care…









"Ne zelim ni pod koju cijenu unistiti ovaj zacahureni svijet koji sam izgradila. Taj svijet, ciji su jedini stanovnici moje tijelo i ogledalo, je moj, i odgovoriti povtrdno na pitanje o njemu, znacilo bi – izdati ga."