And later my macabre joy sours and I’m weeping for myself, unable to find solace in any of this, crying out, sobbing I just want to be loved, cursing the earth and everything I have been taught:
Bret Easton Ellis
And later my macabre joy sours and I’m weeping for myself, unable to find solace in any of this, crying out, sobbing I just want to be loved, cursing the earth and everything I have been taught: