Minuty Ciszy Zamieniały Się w Godziny

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut.

You can’t base your life on other people’s expectations.

Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy.

Someone once said that the moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you’ve already stopped loving that person forever.

I was never really insane except on occasions where my heart was touched.

Years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute.

And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.

I am not well. I could have built the Pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life and reason.

And all I loved, I loved alone.

Bo i dlaczego miałbyś to rozumieć? Dlaczego miałbyś rozumieć mnie, kiedy ja sam nie rozumiem siebie?

To nie tylko inni muszą mnie znosić. Ja sam muszę siebie samego znosić i nie idzie mi to wcale łatwo.