I Have No Words Left | אין לי מילים
If They have been forgotten, if even I am succumbing to routine, then we are utterly screwed.
Divorce Letter
You haven’t truly gotten to know me, as Kafka said, because You’ve never truly read me.
Love, How to Kill It?
Let me introduce you to Love; it’s dull, so we will kill it. I claim that any infatuation can be cured.