【为什么有的女的里面特别烫呢】 -Increasing thoughts about death just seemed to come over me. -Um, these, uh... -A preoccupation with my own mortality. -These... feelings of futility in relation to my work. -I mean, just what am I striving to create anyway? -I mean, to what end? For what purpose, what goal? -I mean...Do I really care if a handful of my poems are read after I'm gone?Is that supposed to be some sort of compensation?
喜欢伍迪艾伦镜头下的种种失语和失控 现代家庭悲剧的透视与放大 弥漫着悲观主义的绝望色调 Sometimes we take pleasures in our cruelty. That scares me. It is invigorating as well as suffocating to chase such kind of pleasures throughout a phantasmagorical life, in which we all have to fight against some crushing desperations.