Nie jestem naprawdę prawdziwym charakterm

The sins of the father only pass to the daughter when there’s no chance of omega forgiving it

I’ve been paying up for my grandmother and i’ve wasted so much life just living it when

Don’t you think that I could have been big if i could’ve wrote a sentence without getting sick so why could i never put it down in writing what about my thing what about my sins

Why could i never be strict with a diary why does the act of sex keep eliding me if a boy had scratched my back lying naked on the floor then i coulda wrote a classic

 And you know that they couldn’t hold a candle had i had my chance to have a scandal Girls just want to well on average appropriate the reclamate reclaiming of the savage

Sophie

Sophie made a choice

Sophie

Sophie made a choice

 I am in a state of metaphysical instability, cut adrift from it

 With a damnable lack of character

I feel an absolute brute & unworthy of anyone’s friendship, not to speak of love

At night, sad, plaintive dreams, like childhood…. Everything permeated with Mother.

 To go to Mother, to join her in nothing

I sleep together Da bugera I embrace I hug all length I rub noses We suck lower lips ours, Because we feel excited; tongue his we suck; we bite nose his, we bite his chin; we bite jaw (cheek) his; we take hold (caress) armpit his, groin his. She says this woman O it itches lover mine, very much indeed, rub and push again, it feels pleasant body mine- do it vigorously, quick (so that) it squirts sexual fluid- tread again it feels pleasant body mine

Bamasisi deli dabugera bayobubu bavakayla bavayauli Tananu dubilibaloda pela bi’ulugwalayda; mayela tanunu; tagadi kabulula tagadi kala gabula tagadi kimwala takabi posigala visiyala Bilivala minana O didakwani lubaygu senela kworikikela tuvayla tilukwali wowogu kwopinaviyaka nanakwa bipisipi momona kwalimulumulumulu tuvayla bilukwali wowogu

Sophie

Sophie made a choice

Sophie

Sophie made a choice

Make that choice sophie

Make that choice sophie

Make that choice sophie

Make the choice

Truly I lack real character

I have failed to integrate myself, to create a unitary self with a solid core. I am an assortment of conflicting needs, a multitude of opposing selves, an aggregate of wants and desires, some sordid, some sublime, but none constant or true. After all, I am only human.

Make that choice sophie

Make that choice sophie

Make that choice sophie

Make the choice

Truly I lack real character

Nie jestem naprawdę prawdziwym charakterm

I’m not really a real character