Idézetek
Everything you did to me,
I remember.
I remember.
I was an ugly child
You were an ugly child
We were ugly children.
—Hiromi Itō
You were an ugly child
We were ugly children.
—Hiromi Itō
Mama, I made it
out of your home
alive, raised by
the voices
in my head.
out of your home
alive, raised by
the voices
in my head.
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