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I never sink to the bottom of a faceted glass and always fill it to the brim.

Get to the bottom.

Life, it is what it is... Sometimes it is a whirlwind, a whirlpool, dizziness, which enthralls you, just like in childhood, when you ride a carousel. It happens that this whirlwind, like a powerful typhoon, tries to carry you away in a whirlpool and drag you to the very bottom, and you, like in a fragile ship captured by a storm, understand that you will have to withstand storms alone.

Sometimes it's better to lie low and not contact anyone for a while.

Warm up, admire, rejoice. Everything is inside us, and nature gives such an invaluable respite to notice and remember it.

A soldier whispering poetry in a trench.

The jar of my insignificant thoughts shows the bottom.

looking back, I see myself as a small, fragile girl. a little clumsy, timid, shy, but incredibly kind, warm, real. for some reason, I buried all my talents and skills deep inside, afraid to catch crowds of judgmental looks on myself, but the opinion of hundreds of people cannot extinguish the potential, the opinion should not worry me, you, everyone. living in eternal fear, you are wasting time. a clock that continuously moves forward without referring to anyone's insecurities. time does not wait, it should not adapt to yours: somehow

How about drowning chicken legs in water? Or will they go down on their own?

Having broken through the ceiling, you realize that you have broken through the bottom.

“Azuri’s successor, Calamity Instigator, it’s all you!” Because of your existence, the world is bursting at the seams!

The people who connect me with the world, with reality, with myself, have disappeared, evaporated, sunk into oblivion. I used to float on the ocean of life, having unlimited possibilities, connections, power, influence. But its bottom gradually heated up, making the ocean first a sea, then a lake, then a puddle. Looking back now, I see only the settling vapor of my past life and the ghosts of people who have passed away.

You don't change, but I want to fly.

- The life of a vampire is chosen by those who have lost too much, or those who have nothing to lose at all. This is not about a slightly dark teenage romance that you can play if it's completely boring. Being a vampire... It's about the pain that breaks like a rod, about the darkness that hides deep in each of us, about the memories that break the heart, about the powerlessness from the realization that the past cannot be returned, and no one can be saved .. including yourself, about the loneliness that pulls you to the bottom like a stone, about the call of blood and eternity that you cannot resist, and about the cold kiss of death that any stranger takes from you against your will. Therefore, there are so few vampires. No sane person would go for this, in their right mind. But immortality, Rory... the future of all mankind, which we can witness, a life free from everything that does not allow people to breathe, in their hard, sad, short lives... Immortality pays for everything... if you know how to enjoy.