This mix of love and hate, this blend of trust and hurt I have for him is so confusing even I can't understand it.
He leaves, and I break.

The stronger our emotions, the weaker we may become.

People are getting nervous about pharmaceuticals. If it's food, people trust it more. And people are also so happy to hear that something they love to eat is also good for them.

The macabre melodies were a surreal audible example of just who I’d been before and a stark contrast to who I was now.

Life is not a PG feel-good movie. Real life often ends badly. Literature tries to document this reality, while showing us it is still possible for us to endure nobly.

You better go for it when you have a chance and trust your feelings. It paid off well. I was quite confident we would have the speed, but you never know.