Statistics as an Author
“Not when his cursed ears still turn to the raw happiness in her voice like an insignificant sunflower growing and growing, trying with all his might to unite with his life source, his beloved; the sun.”
“Little do they know that he is only avoiding, the greatest reality of his life.”
“For all you bearded people, a girl sitting with you, looking at you, talking to only you is perfectly okay with religion.”