Trycksvärta enligt Araki

And as we sat there listening to the carolers,
I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay.
But that was a lie, plus, I couldn't speak anyway.

I wish there was some way for us to go back and undo the past.
But there wasn't.
There was nothing we could do.

So I just stayed silent and trying to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what had happened. And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world,
and it made me want to escape.

I wished with all my heart that we could just leave this world behind.
Rise like two angels in the night and magically...


disappear.