If one must adore and appreciate life, another must wonder and question life.

We danced with the devil with demons in our heart.

There is glory in this escape, there is comfort; being not found.

Save me from the things that I love.

There is beauty in tragedy. And we all believed!

Just the thought of you and all the universe conspires against me.

Are you strange like me, are you insane? Are you the wildfire, that loves pouring rain...

It's not the season that changes so sudden here, it's the person's heart. It does not promise you days.

She has become someone that I am bound to forget her.

I am the philosophy before any philosopher.