I am who I am and there’s nothing wrong with that. The days continue like they always have. They bring neither excessive desire nor despair. Nothing’s changed. Yet I’m overwhelmed with a sense of fulfillment. I’m right here. You’re over there. If I’m your savior, then you’re mine

Behind every coincidence, every stroke of luck, and every miracle, there is inevitably a cold and calculating mind.

In my hometown, the sky seemed endless . . . but there was nothing to see.

I am who I am and there’s nothing wrong with that. The days continue like they always have. They bring neither excessive desire nor despair. Nothing’s changed. Yet I’m overwhelmed with a sense of fulfillment. I’m right here. You’re over there. If I’m your savior, then you’re mine

I can't bring myself to trust you. But even if you were to betray me, and even if you were to become my enemy... would it be okay for me to love? Could you... let me love you?

It's easier to crush a dream than realize one, forming a bond is infinitely more difficult than breaking one

For us, the playground of fiction is just as important as reality