Mas os olhos dela… Aquela sinceridade seca naquele par, gigante, de olhos castanhos, a sensação louca de que a qualquer momento podia me perder no breu, me fez crer que o paraíso é escuro.
—  Kansas, 1992.
So… that’s it then?
That’s the end of “us?”
That’s the end of everything that we had… the end of everything we could have been?
He sputters “yes” like an apology, as if he’s sorry for everything he couldn’t give me— and it was then that I realized that maybe this just meant that this was the end of all the hurting… and maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.
—  M.T.K: 93/365

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