- Now you decide: Am I a machine? Am I a human? Am I a war hero? Or am I a criminal?
+ I can't judge you.
- Well, then. You were of no help to me at all.

It’s so exhausting being a loser all your life.

I’m sure I’m one of those people who would have a failed suicide attempt.

اون دیالوگ ادام.

“I’ve always felt lonely. Even before. This was a new feeling, like… terror that I’d always be alone now. And then as I got older, that feeling just solidified. Losing them just got tangled up with all the other stuff. A feeling like… the future doesn’t matter.”

۲۴/۷ دارم بهش فکر، هیچوقت قرار نیست یادم بره.

The way this has always been how I’ve felt since I can remember.

The most tragic thing about existence is that we all exist alone, we may be together at times, we may love, we may be loved, but at the end, even sometimes in the middle, we will feel so utterly alone that nothing seem to matter anymore. And it is in those moments that we’re at our weakest and despair is at its strongest.

It won’t pass. Somethings will, but this feeling won’t pass.

I used to believe people could be saved, how naive of me.