Here, clues elsewhere, not even. Sex is a loaded word. Perhaps the only other word as freighted would be death, a word whose connection with philosophy is perhaps more ancient. But I do not celebrate what we are. Any cause for that is nicely balanced by reasons for lamentation.

Nikad se nemogu ljutiti na tebe. Moja ljubav prema tebi je velika. pokušavam te zaboraviti ali nejde. Jer me tvoj pogled uvijek vraća k tebi. Jednom kada budem na samrti, zvat ću te, znam da nećeš doći, ali i tad ću umrijeti samo s tvojim imenom. Voljela sam te, volim te i voljet ću te zauvijek. Nikad necu priznati koliko sam ga voljelaaaa. Izgubila sam mnogo u životu, ali usprkos tom gubitku pokušavam dobiti.