Character: Zoe

Underfoot the snow crunches headphones favorite songs and soft scarf hugging my neck. Now I'm alone with the tangle of his thoughts.

All my life I was adamant that love is not a box of chocolates bought on the way out. It's something more... something That I have not shown life. It turns out that everything is much easier. And at the same time more difficult because there is no such language on Earth, is able to convey that feeling...

A person who keeps everyone and everything trying to prove someone is unhappy...

I sometimes cry. Self-pity is easier than to keep the pain inside...

Crying, like laughter, can be contagious.

- Excuse me, please, thank you, excuse me, just one person wanted to get me drunk, to make her my wife, and I would have died from misery with him...
Rich, Yes, they are...
I immediately replied:
- And flowers - no. Recently one guy gave me a bouquet of flowers, which was more than a hundred roses. And I don't know how to hint that I need to take with food...
- Food, TV shows and a warm blanket at night? he added.
- Chamomile tea is still possible! - I smiled.
- Wow, frankly!
Why? - I smiled all the time. Every word had a smile.
- I never drink chamomile tea but would drink with you. Right now.

For a split second feel special.

Everything about you is a lie. I fucking truth. You can not escape it.

Well, go back to your little world, bitch. You can hide there until our body does not rot, and then we will be able to watch the universe burn.

She's all alone. I know the feeling.

Oh, what a beautiful picture! A lone house in the midst of the forest. I know how to end these movies...

Wouldn't it be great if it was possible to live like it's the last day? Spontaneously, following the lead of the heart, without thinking about the consequences... But it's not real.

Never fall in love - it's deadly.

- Maybe you should believe in God.
- What is that?
- Like all of us. All mankind.
- Barely. It seems that God is dead.