Most creatures have a vague belief that a very precarious hazard, a kind of transplant membrane, divides death from love: and that the profound idea of nature demands that the giver of life should die at the moment of giving.'
Maurice Maeterlinck, The Life of the Bee, 1901
You are a me, you are a me person, and i want and i want you! you are a queen im a quuer person. one and one that makes two, love?Who will pay for the two f** funeral? Fragile life or just a f** gag, well done just fry and grill. I dont care caus'im a me person. just close your eyes and take my pill. And i kiss and i kiss le' man. and i lisp and i lisp bad. caught it, never the same man. bought thathad a price tag? love? who will play for the two f** funeral?
Maurice Maeterlinck, The Life of the Bee, 1901
You are a me, you are a me person, and i want and i want you! you are a queen im a quuer person. one and one that makes two, love?Who will pay for the two f** funeral? Fragile life or just a f** gag, well done just fry and grill. I dont care caus'im a me person. just close your eyes and take my pill. And i kiss and i kiss le' man. and i lisp and i lisp bad. caught it, never the same man. bought thathad a price tag? love? who will play for the two f** funeral?