It shattered something inside me that hadn't been broken before.
I think it was the institution...I was trying to master it.
I suffer migraines. I do not suffer fools.
Because on some level, even though it never turns out to be true, and even though I should know better, I still expect life to be like the movies.
Don't call me Alessandro, or this could get ugly. Oh, then may I call you Alice?
You can't have an ending. It's impossible. Because unlike in the movies, life goes on. You're never at the end until you die.