Character: Raquel
Ares always says that I was the one who taught him love. But he taught me something far more important. He taught me to believe in myself. Find the courage to believe in yourself.
I watched him leave, get lost in the crowd of people ... and thought that, in the end, love still believed in us. She believed so much that we understood: our feelings are so strong that we will survive separation. <...> Then we already understood that to love sometimes means letting go. Separation accompanies love just as love accompanies life.
We are told that love smells like roses, but as it turns out, love smells like bleach, hospital, and fear. Anger and feelings of powerlessness. And despite this, I do not want to forget what we have experienced. Not one minute. Not one time you climbed in through a window. Wake up! I want to hug you again. Feel your skin. Kiss your lips. Wake up and we'll face our fears together. Thanks to you, I believed in love, it would be nice now and love believed in us ...
- In general, no. What about yours?
To tell a story, it is not enough to be able to write well, you also need to have the courage ...
- We have been in it since we were born. The only question is when they push you in the back and lie down there.
I hope his expectations were met.
- Expectations are never met.
- Expectations are never met.
Your friendship is important to both of you. Attachment you are given with such work that we ought to appreciate those that are already there.
Sometimes a fair fight is simply impossible. In life where we often have to use dirty tricks.
We have one foot in the grave since they were born. The only question is, when you push in the back, you will fall.
