北北北砂云缨的欢迎会禁慢天堂

The hopeless dream of being not seeming, but being. “I understand why you don't speak, why you don't move, why you've created a part for yourself out of apathy. I understand. I admire. You should go on with this part until it is played out, until it loses interest for you. Then you can leave it, just as you've left your other parts one by one.”