i think love is something that happens to other people, like winning the lottery or finding god in your sock drawer.

i say i want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.

damn your love, damn your lies! and if you don't love me now, you will never love me again! i can still hear you saying you would never break the chain!

isnt it poetic how blood runs through us, gives us life, and yet we are disgusted by it?

put a gun to my head and paint the walls with my brain

he left bloody fingerprints on the rock, but there was something satisfying about that. i was here. i exist. i’m alive, because i bleed.

there are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

you still have those old feelings for them; you can’t ever completely shake them loose of you; you will always have tenderness in your heart for them.

there is a light that i can see but only, it seems, when there's darkness in me

“you don't realise it,” she said, “but, one day, this too will be the past and you will mourn it. you will mourn it.”

loving you isn't enough you'll still be deep in the ground when it's done i'll know the day when it comes i'll feel the cold as they put out my sun

can you feel me gnawing away at your heart and can you hear me when i scream i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you

theres no helping it. this was too much for her to handle alone. but she came here knowing that.

the panic, the vomit. the panic, the vomit. god loves his children, god loves his children yeah.

you used to be alright, what happened? did the cat get your tongue?

the journey back to the self is the journey of the warrior

you seek a world with complementaries. shinji, you never change.

the sadness comes crashing like a brick through a window, and it's christmas so no one can fix it

maybe i truly was born to meet you.

how do you know that the person you were one second ago, is the same person that you are right now?