I need my shoulder angel and devil.

But I guess they'll need theirs, too.

And this is going to be an infinite loop.

Maybe things are just like that, it's never perfect. Maybe I care, or maybe I don't. Maybe this will end up as a disaster.

I don't understand you, who are you exactly? What are you, what will you become?

Should I end you now, am I capable of doing that?

Only the unknown frightens men. But once a man has faced the unknown, that terror becomes the known.
That sounds way too easy, Antoine de Saint-Exupery.

It's horrifying.

Nah, it's my problem. I'm being grumpy.

It's the thesis, and it's my fault my own mistake.

妳不懂對不對？妳不懂那是怎麼樣的感覺，但妳記得那應該是怎麼樣的、該不是怎麼樣的，於是妳不知道該怎麼辦。