I cried tears you’ll never see, so fuck you you can go cry me an ocean and leave me be.
I cant do anything right any more.
how do you know what’s the right thing to do?
if it happens it happens for a reason.
Or is it just part of life’s chance?
is it chance or coincidence,
Truth or a lie.
Are there reasons and meanings,
or just time passing by?
So do I just choose, fuck lets live.
Or fuck, let’s live.
Zhang Dali. Chinese Offspring, 2003. Mixed media: resin mixed with fibreglass 15 life size cast figures. Average height 170 cm each.
7 Words, Distressed page from old poetry book on playing card.
I cant make you love me if you dont, I can’t make your heart beat something it won’t.