Per Sarah

Have you ever thought, thought your heart would break? Wished you could cut open your chest tear it out to stop the pain? Why don't you riot like everyone else?
I don't care
Life's too long

Sarah Kane just wanted to write: The plays that I consider to be about hope, faith and love seem to have depressed everyone else. love is depressing. state of love, hope and trust. she knew the scream of a daffodil and she danced on glass. despair, as deep as forever.
she lit one more cigarette. joy division in her ears. a shyness that is criminally vulgar. pain. it comes at 4.48. early in the morning. only love can save me.
February 20, 1999



Sarah Kane