Character: Harper Maverick. Page 5

Our life is thorny, dangerous journey one way. And our task - to get to the final point.

We can't go back and correct their mistakes. We can only look back at the path, to draw conclusions. After all, our life is thorny, dangerous journey one way. And our task - to get to the final point. Together.

We all deserve a decent life, we have to dispose of it, and nobody has the right to take it away.

I cause too much pain to those who love me and whom I love.

I can't help feeling like everything around me is falling apart, moving to the right to collapse, and as much as I tried to keep everything intact all in the end, destroyed completely. It would not be me - it would have been otherwise.

- You underestimate yourself. he smiles, gently touching my head. Always. In all. It is dangerous. You can do more.
- Are you sure?
Yes. - the answer was Luke. And yet... Sometimes you're helpless. It does bother me.

It seems to me that the world around is not real, fake, and that it disappears as illusion.

Probably a real pain flares up only when the others dispersed, priglushali her feelings; when you stop fighting and understand it; when you open it, and it overwhelms you because you can't afford to put down.

I wonder if she missed me even a fraction of a second? Hardly as much as I do, but I would like to know what we said our goodbyes not forever, but only experiencing temporary difficulties, soon we will meet and everything will work out.

We have too little time to spend it alone, regret about the undone and pretend that we are nothing and nobody cares. This fatal error, that we somehow do.

I too often saw broken people. Like a fragile matchstick, which pushed a little harder. Don't want to be one of them. Never in my life, come what may, I will not turn into immersed in their own worthlessness, hopeless and completely shattered the creature.

I too often saw broken people. Like a fragile matchstick, which pushed a little harder.

Memory is not a place for privacy, yet it is full of those who need us as air.

Painful memories were consuming me too much energy. And to bury them, you need to have an extraordinary amount of courage to dig a deep hole.