We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

– Charles Bukowski –

Ph : Tyler Shields

My loves start in the future.

My loves never existed,

Because they didn’t know anything about it.

Or I didn’t know anything, and we loved each other in silence.

And in different times.

– Alda Merini –