absalomabsalom 's review for:

Woyzeck by Georg Büchner

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Because it feels good, and because I know—a lot of people sit by doors, but they don't know—they don't know till they're dragged out of the door feet first. Knives knives running through the world like an open razor you're liable to cut someone - reading this absolutely physically ill had to get up several times thinking about dung nose and ears clogged - small sweats everywhere over the body - feeling completely paranoid - feeling quite unreal - feeling exactly like woyzeck - the woman i want to kill is myself, the woman i want to kill is outside of and inseparable from myself, i want to be seen as her and i hate being seen as her. men, men, on and on! on and on! it is probably all the sickness but it could be something else too, there is no grand secret, there are acutely horrible secrets knifing everyone i know. and whether they tell me or not i can see the handle.