Sitting on this train to a new life, I was flipping through a book and remembering my tribulations. Ephemeral love, lust, perfidy and desolation have marked my journey.
What could I expect from a world of indecency? If you don't play the game, you will be the target.
I would have liked to change this heavy past, I would have liked to exchange this cluttered heart. I would probably be a better version of myself.