It happens fast for some people and slow for some, accidents or gravity, but we all end up mutilated.

“İnsan sevdiklerini öldürür diye bir söz vardır ya; aslında bakın insanı öldüren…”

“Today is the sort of day where the sun only comes up to humiliate you.”

“Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.”

“...no way could I fall in love. I just couldn't go there yet. Settle for less. …”