I am always amazed by people who know something is wrong but still insist on ignoring it, as if that will somehow make it go away. They spare themselves the confrontation, but end up boiling in resentment anyway.

How sad it must be for you to be nothing more than a hollow statue, to have your tomb preserved and your story forgotten.

In my experience, desire is desire, love is love.

You spend so much time, so much effort, trying to hold yourself together. And then everything falls apart anyway.

I could point out that it isn't always easy knowing who you are and what you want, because then you have no excuse for not trying to get it.

Please may this not be a game. Please may this not be a game. Because if it’s a game, I know I’m going to lose.

You don't realize - the great thing about change is how quickly we get used to it. So I'm not complaining. the more things change,the more they don't stay the same. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. They might not change everywhere all at once - but there are moments when the impossible becomes the inevitable, and the rest is just a matter of time.