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The truth is that, with your attitude, I do not know if I want to continue sharing this life with you.
When I ate you for the first time, you were something delicious, but now you have been repeating on me over and over again, acid.
Of course. That makes sense.
That makes sense. That makes sense.
The truth is that I do not know if I want to continue sharing… The truth, I do not know if I want to continue sharing
I do not know if I want to know the truth... I do not know if I want to know the truth...
Anyways. I swear I’ll do whatever. I’ll eat whatever. I’ll do whatever. Anyway I have to stop repeating you
Why are you asking if you are not going to listen?
It's simple. You don’t understand me. I don’t understand you. We’ll never understand each other.
We are like two parallel lines that will never meet, not even in the infinite.
Or maybe they’ll meet in the afterlife.
-Eleonora: In the afterlife? There is no afterlife. Do you think that if it existed, I would be here sharing my life with you? -Edgar: But before I share another life with you I will killed myself. I'll shoot me in the middle of my forehead. I’ll let the N3 bus run over me, or better the N5...
-Eleonora: I would have already killed myself and passed to another life. I would not be here standing you ... ok, ok, try it ... -Edgar: because it has a longer route and can leave me really far away. I’ll jump from the top of the tower “Angela” and I‘ll turn just into a red stain.
Stop acting like it doesn’t matter to you because I don’t believe you.