Alle 5 Texte von Carrie-Ann

Dear Torres, / I didn't think about what I would write / and my mind is blank / my work is so fucking stupidly raw / that it contradicts everything I said in my first letter / But you're not him / So it doesn't matter / I...

Part I / Als ich den Verstand verlor, lief ich in den Supermarkt zum Joghurt-Regal. Die Verpackung war verschlossen, aber das hätte jeder mit Kleber verschließen können. Da könnte Gift drin sein. Die Zucchini in meinem Essen schmeckte...

Why do you treat me like / toilet paper stuck under your shoe when / you leave the pub toilet and youre drunk / you dont even notice me / JUST WALK OVER ME / I cant find where on my keyboard to make an apostrophe / why is everyone so...

Dear Torres, / You're a bitch / I'm gonna report you for identity fraud / To the FBI or to the webmaster / Do you think it's nicer / to not begin every paragraph with a capital / letter, why the fuck do you turn this into a...

Dear Torres, / It’s funny / You turned me into a hater / But a lover girl at the same time / Hated everyone / But loved some of the words on paper / Hated most of the words on paper / Most of the time / But distances made my heart grow fonder /...