"Just as there are thousands of species in the Sea, so life is unknown, not because we don't know who they are, but because we don't know who we are.

"In the foolish sentiment of a ruffian, there is my attitude. Drunk with nostalgia, even the Moon laughs at me.

"What shall I do of this ****** gloomy despair, **** me, or drown me?!

"As long as I see these people walking in their own ego, the sands will dissolve through my tears.

"I fear the unknown, that's why
each
time
that
I cry,
I speak
... with Death...".

"We all cry:

Those who hate, those who ****, those who love, those who suffer, those who laugh, and especially... those who... write."

"She returned, with aporia.
She kissed me, with satire.
She said goodbye, with antipaphers.
... She promised to stay, with prosopopeyas."

"In reality, you dislike love only because of experiences.
I also detest it, but I don't clear up my doubt.
Do we fall in love with the physical or for coincidence?
If that will be your answer, then I owe you one."