I've Never Gotten Used To Winter And

I Had Come To Feel That My Mother's Love For Me Was Designed Solely To Make Me Into An Echo Of Her; And I Didn't Know Why, But I Felt That I Would Rather Be Dead Than Become Just An Echo Of Someone.

A Tourist Is An Ugly Human Being.

Friendship Is A Simple Thing, And Yet Complicated; Friendship Is On The Surface, Something Natural, Something Taken For Granted, And Yet Underneath One Could Find Worlds.

It Was Hollow, My Triumph, I Could Feel That, But I Held On To It Just The Same.

He Must Have Smiled At Me, Though I Don't Really Know, But I Don't Like To Think That I Would Love Someone Who Hadn't First Smiled At Me.