When you see me coming, it'll be too late for goodbyes.

This too shall pass.

The healer has the bloodiest hands. You cannot treat a wound without knowing how deep it goes. You cannot heal pain by hiding it. You must accept. Accept the blood to make things better.

Please stop living like you're waiting to die

Can you forgive me for what I remained?

Legacy is planting seeds in a garden you will never see.

Your anger drives you.

Morsels of kindness do not make up for the festering rot within your soul.

As my final act of love, I will never reach out to you again, and I will become everything I told you I could be.

A ripple in the pond of life and this is all you've got to show for it?

Be kind.

As if the rage could ever fully cool. This is emotion, not coal.

A kind man chooses kindness every time.

True strength requires the ability to feel, accept, and understand emotion.

A heart of broken glass stands at the edge of the underworld.

Do you want me to be grateful for what you put me through?

You think I cared? It was always a means to an end.

A gentle mind and heart is on the path of healing.

I am more than the storm. I am the nature of chaos itself.

This too shall pass.

Only when I have ascended will this world make sense.

I will bleed for better reasons this year.

If the time ever comes that you need me to retrace your steps, I know what I'll tell you. I'll talk about how I love you and loved you. In your presence, in your absence, again and again. How every speck of sand on this beach isn't enough to measure how much our time together matters.

Have you considered that I might like you? | Me? No! Why would you? What a terrible idea.

You are no monster.

There's no one to save you from your last goodbye.

I never wanted to leave you behind.

Your fear becomes your master.

Do you fight for yourself or for those around you?

My death does not scare me as much as the thought of yours.

He was left all alone with but words of the wise; And so on the day when our passage entwined; Now long in the tooth at the end of his line; He said "friend, go yonder, but bear this in mind, in this world, know one truth: you can't run from time."

Is it true? That there's a place for you when the sun burns out?

Chaos is the natural state of existence. Order is the abnormality.

A heart of broken glass stands at the edge of the underworld, resplendent in the light that shimmers defiantly against the darkness.

You tried to stab me. | Well you're still talking, so, apparently, I didn't do it enough.

He was left all alone with but words of the wise And so on the day when our passage entwinedNow long in the tooth at the end of his lineHe said "friend, go yonder, but bear this in mind, in this world, know one truth: you can't run from time"

My death does not scare me as much as the thought of yours.

I decay for you.

I have never been good at building anything but fire. I'm sorry that these bridges keep burning down.

I'll survive; somehow I always do. Tell me, what do I do after all this survival? What do I do?

I ache to hold you in my arms.

Not yet corpses; still, we rot.

Running high from demise.

I need to be all the things that would have saved me.

See that evil, speak that evil, be that evil bold

Morsels of kindness do not make up for the festering rot within your soul.

You cannot save a man determined to drown.

I am broken beyond words.

It happened to me. It cannot be undone. I must keep on living.

Die? Me? Now? I think not.