Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

I’d love to try to tame you... And I would simply adore it if you turn out untamable –

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.
But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed roles...

Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

You can speak to me like you haven’t spoken even to yourself.