ok, yes it's a mistake. I know it's a mistake, but there are certain things in life where you know it's a mistake but you don't really know it's a mistake because the only way to really know it's a mistake is to make the mistake and look back and say 'yep, that was a mistake.' So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake, because then you'd go your whole life not knowing if something is a mistake or not. And dammit, I've made no mistakes! I've done all of this; my life, my relationship, my career, mistake-free. Does any of this make sense to you?

Why are u crying?it’s just a movie
The movie:

Why are u crying?it’s just a movie
The movie:

وقتی پشت سر هم به the smiths گوش می‌دم امید به زندگیم از صفر به زیر صفر تغییر پیدا می‌کنه

بعضی وقت‌ها واقعا ترجیح می‌دم بدون دنبال دلیل گشتن و پرسیدن برای اینکه چیشد که اینجوری شد فقط برم و پشت سرم رو هم نگاه نکنم. اما مثل اینکه زندگی اینجوری کار نمی‌کنه.

یه روزی من کور شدم، یه روزی کَر می‌شیم، یه روزی به دنیا اومدیم، یه روزی می‌میریم، همون روز، همون لحظه، برات کافی نیست؟

نصیحت شبانه: نمایشنامه خانه عروسک رو بخونید.

I know it's over, and it never really began
But in my heart it was so real

اگر روزی فرا برسه که همه چیز و همه کس ترکم کنن، سردرد میاد و دستش رو می‌ذاره روی شونم و می‌گه: «دیدی؟ آخرش هم من موندم و تو».

هر بار که وارد جامعه می‌شم:

-I've always found the idea of death comforting. The thought that my life could end at any moment frees me to fully appreciate the beauty and art and horror of everything this world has to offer.
+a death benefit?
-Upon taking his own life, Socrates offered a rooster to the god of healing, Asclepius, to pay his debt.
+what debt might that be?
-To Socrates, death was not a defeat but a cure.

I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Hang from your rafters, patchwork & paisley
I could suck you dry on the rocks with a twist
But just like a vampire, I don't exist
Walkie-talkie static, white noise telepath
Can you read between the Morse code lines?
Dead from the neck up, but living just enough
To beg you, "pretty boy, please, let me die"
Well, I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you o' your love until you hate me
Mm, I could take your life, if you're done with it, sweetheart
Used to picking at that, only ate the good parts
Hey, whatever works, I'm a cheap date
Falling off the bone, I'm awful-glad we met
We only ever notice what's in front of us
Read over my shoulder, breathing down my neck
Are we on the same page yet, I'm getting old here!
Come on don't you get it? What the heck?
Oh, I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you o' your love until you hate me
Yes, to err is human, so don't be one
This was a mistake, I'll take my leave
But, before I go, let me know if you see
A little black bag with a toe tag please
If you don't hate me, then reanimate me
Prove it to me baby, lightning in my veins
These instincts I've met needed to stave me
Monsters must be people too, so oh geez!
Oh, I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you o' your love until you hate me
I will drink your blood 'till your lips turn blue
Drain you o' your love, if you want me to