And I have known the eyes already, known them all —
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
My younger brother is trying to teach English becouse he is unemployed for a long time now and he is only writing things and down and telling how to pronounce things and I am laughing internally like a maniac becouse what in the fuck are u doing?
@brunotngz Depende muito do contexto interno de cada narrativa, muitas vezes o jornal é só ferramenta narrativa. Mas eu tbm percebi esse wishful thinking em várias narrativas mais "populares"