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About Me
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—ℓook, you’re not who you were and neither am I. I don’t know if I believe in God anymore or heaven, but if I’m going to hell, I’m making damn sure I’m holding it off as long as I can.
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❝You said I could survive, you were right.❞
❝You fight it, you don't give up.
And then one day, you just change.❞
—You’re the one who’s afraid to die and you’re going to. You will die, it’s what’s gonna happen if you don’t work this out.
—If you care about people, there are people to protect, there are people that you will kill for. If you don’t want to kill, or if you can’t, then you have to get away from them. You do not get both, you should know that.
...I could have pretended that everything is going to be fine...
➳ If you want to
LIVE,
you have to become
STRONG.
❝You don't have to like what I did. I don't. You just accept it.❞
❝It's about facing reality. It always comes for us, and over and over again we face it so that we can live. (...) That's what it always comes down to.❞
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❝I have to act everyday, it used to bother me. But this is who I am. And I am still standing. We just have to act like everything is normal until it is.❞
ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ,
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪs ᴜɴғᴏʀɢɪᴠɪɴɢ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ.
❝WE'RE NOT DEAD. . .❞
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-Por supuesto que estaba haciendo alusión a aquel último encuentro que habían tenido, aquel precedido por su llegada a Alexandria, en el que él simplemente se había sacado de la manga una de las tantas ideas delirantes patrocinada por su excentricidad.-
No estaría aquí si el sueño fuera una opción. -Repuso entonces, haciendo chasquear la ruedilla de su encendedor metálico para encender el último cigarro de la caja.-
¿Que si algo le preocupaba? Una mueca muda, que exclamaba un contundente "olvida la fruta", se dibujó en su rostro antes de replicar-: No creo que exista alguien sin preocupaciones. -Una forma limpia de eludir su interrogatorio.-