Pen in hand, I find my strength. The courage endowed upon me by my one and only love. Together, let us dismantle this crumbling world and write a novel of our own fantasies.

And you're never coming back; and I'm not okay with that.

What if you’re in love with me, but I really didn’t see? Shouldn’t be so hard to figure, I’m the only one you need.

You are swimming further and further out to sea, and beyond are things blind and terrible, and I am showing you now... They are blind, but they are seeing you. And you are coming to them. After this, you are not returning here. I am climbing into the air and closing the sky.

I wanted to be you, and do what you do.

It's in the past now. Pointless to even think about. I have no need for the past. Such things are no use to me...

Why won’t you believe me when I say that this isn’t something I WANT to do?!

The door leading to that world still exists, it seems. I wonder... do we dare go back in?

I said all those terrible things to you! But they were all lies! There's no way I'd hate you!

Destiny can be changed; but you have to have the will to change it. Even if it requires sacrifice.

They don’t care about you. They don’t care about ANY of your feelings! Why, I just think you’re desperate for a place to belong.

It's a shame, nowadays all your friends have become such a drag -- they make you feel like a running gag.

You could pay the price later, though; on a day like this, none of it mattered. It was almost like something right out of your own mind.

Oh, oh! Oh. Hello! What are you; I can’t quite – see. You feel – familiar. Do I know you, do we talk? I hope so. It’s good to talk with people. It’s – hm.

Well deserved, I paid the consequence and I have learned -- that I'm twisted. But it still hurts; why do they get to go and why do I have to stay?

I want perfection, so out of reach.

Gio used to do this thing where he'd always fidget around with the scarf I gave him; not only that, but he didn't stop wearing it for a really long time when he first got it! Ehe.

It's all about the game, and what you flaunt.

Am I mad? What happened is mad. It can’t have happened. But it did.

Yeah, I'm that medical anomaly -- there's something seriously wrong with me.