“You’re crazy.”Menace, J. M. Darhower (Sayfa 151 - CreateSpace, Lorenzo sen nasıl bişeysin ya fjglfkkd o kadar net bir adamsın ki, bundan sonra biriyle tanıştığımda sondaki cümleyi kullanacağım skdjlkkk)
“Welcome to the madhouse. Feel free to stay as long as you’d like, but as long as you’re here, there are rules to be followed.”
“Like betray me and I kill you. Lie to me and I kill you. Ignore an order and I kill you. Otherwise, do whatever the hell you want. You think you can handle that?”
like vapours tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
Even the dearest that I loved the best
Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below—above the vaulted sky.
Bugün iyileşmenin adımlarını görmeye başladım, ya da süperenfeksiyon mu demeliyim buna bilmiyorum. Ya istiklal ya ölüm diyor uçurduğum üflemeli bitkinin çiçeği. İlginç geliyor biliyorum. Bana tamamen normal geliyor. Bugün kafamda birçok şey vardı evet. Biraz da durgundum sanki.
I have to confess everything about my fears if I want to get rid of all. Sad story, I have noone which won't judge me. It's really sad because when you have something in your chest and you just cannot run away from it, your life becomes a soft-jail.
We don't get another chance, life is no nintendo game, but you lied again.
Hear me cry.
I love the way you lie.
I loved your lies.
I loved. I did. But it passed, dear-for-a-while.
I love the way you lie about the monster under your bed. Zaten after that you smoked with all our memories.
Tell me how ugly I am. Even on the first page of our story. Even angels have...