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"Ei ollut väliä sillä, mitä tein missäkin, milloinkin, kenenkin kanssa; elämä on hassu niin kuin sanoin.

Älysin, että me olimme kaikki hulluja, eikä meillä ollut mitään minkä vuoksi työskennellä, paitsi seuraava ateria ja seuraava hyvä uni.

O, Jumala taivaissa, mikä rähmäilevä, tumppusuora, pöljä maailma tämä onkaan, että ihmiset todella luulevat voivansa saavuttaa mitään tuosta tai tästä, tahi sitä taikka tätä, ja niin luulotellessaan turmelevat pyhät hautansa pyhänhaudanvakavan turmeluksen nimissä."

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like ‘Maybe we should just be friends’ or ‘How very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love."

The Kindly Ones - Neil Gaiman

She comes home and sheÂ’s happy
She comes home and sheÂ’s blue
She comes home and she tells him
Listen baby were through
I donÂ’t know what happened next
All I know is she moved
Packed up her bags and her curtains
Left him in his room
Was there anything I could do?

I donÂ’t say that I blame her
People donÂ’t know what they want
If you spend your life looking behind you
You donÂ’t see whatÂ’s up front
Was there anything I could do?

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