I will love you...

          I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of shattering loves to make everyone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are opened and discovered, and until all secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled.

Lemony Snicket

Heartless

In the night I hear them talk... Coldest story ever told... Somewhere far along this road he lost his soul, to a woman so heartless... How could you be so heartless? 

Πάντα ήμουν εγώ αυτή που πλήγωνε τους ανθρώπους γύρω της. Είχα συνηθίσει να πληγώνω όσους μ’ αγαπάνε. Τι συμβαίνει, όμως, όταν κάποιος άλλος πληγώνει αυτούς που αγαπάω;
          Και τώρα μόνο βλέπω πόσο άκαρδη υπήρξα. Δεν με αναγνωρίζω πια. Φταίω εγώ ή φταίνε οι καταστάσεις; Δεν έχει σημασία. Σημασία έχει η πράξη κι όχι ο λόγος.

I have gone too far. Way too far. So far that I can’t even find myself anymore. Am I lost? Probably. Am I ever gonna get back to where I’ve been? I don’t think so. But, after all, it doesn’t matter. I was curious. Curious about how it might be to cause the pain instead of feeling it. Sometimes the curiosity can kill the soul, but leave the pain… Now it’s too late to think about it. I’ll let the others judge me, since they’re used to it. After all, I am already condemned.