Jean Genet, Our Lady Of The Flowers Quotes
on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.
By dint of saying that I'm not alive, I accept the fact that people cease to regard me.
on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.
By dint of saying that I'm not alive, I accept the fact that people cease to regard me.