"When everything you love has been stolen from you, sometimes, all you have left is revenge. Like I said... This is not a story about forgiveness."
"But there are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather...I had a dream my life would be so much more than this hell I'm living. So different now than what it seems. Now life has killed the dream I dreamed."
"I've got my fix. Happy ending. I've... got... my... fix...."
"But who knows what she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?"
"Women in the media for so long were always the emotional support, the damsels, the smiling pretty faces, so in the 90's, there was a desperate need to change that. Oh, not by making them unpretty, we wouldn't do that, but we suddenly made them cold, bitter, confrontational, and overly strong, to go out of their way to show that they're not those old emotional stereotypes, and instead make way for new emotional stereotypes. For you see, in every 90's film, the woman behind this strong independent wall that won't let everybody in,
[quivering, feminine voice] is a sad little bunny rabbit that will eventually let down her defences and reveal a tragic backstory.
[normal voice] So you see, she wasn't a strong, confident worker just because she was a strong, confident worker.
[jumps back to the feminine voice] Deep down she just wants to be held like any other fragile woman. Oh, I don't want to think! I just want to be loved!"
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
Through the woods a girl came sadly,
Something broken in her chest:
She had dared to love another—
Alas, no better than the rest.
Up my path a girl came gladly,
Something opened up my doors.
I longed to stop her bleeding heart
So I drew her to my shores.
Those you trust will hurt you badly—
Something now I'm sure you see...
So drown your tears in me, my dear,
As you drown, my dear... in me.
Erika: "So why team up with her? If she didn't have anything you wanted anymore, why burden yourself? Or do you just have a thing for damaged goods?"
"Damaged goods? Damage can be healed."
Samantha: "How do we know when we fall in love?"
: "Oh, don't you worry. Most of you will never fall in love and marry out of fear of dying alone." *chuckles bitterly*
"She's damaged. She's damaged
, because the unicorn didn't come to her as a kid."
"I'm like this cherry tree. Unable to bloom... Just a bothersome being..."
"Even I... wanted to go to school. I wanted to play with friends... I wanted to ride on the ferris wheel. But it's no good. After all, I have no choice to live. I am... a woodpecker with a poisoned bill.. I hated and hurt so many people I wouldn't be able to live otherwise... So it'd be best just to die. ANY MORE, AND I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO FORGIVE MYSELF!!! And that's why it's no good. I really... I just want to be happy... but it's no good!"
"Do you really expect Minene-sama to act as in a shoujo manga? I've never had a proper childhood... [...] Never. My childhood was filled with blood and strife. I have never needed love. Not then, not now. It's a worthless pastime for girls. This is the world I live in. The dirty world of the adults."
There was a time when men were kind When their voices were soft, And their words inviting; There was a time when love was blind, And the world was a song, And the song was exciting; There was a time... Then it all went wrong...
"I just didn't want to be a loser anymore..."
"Turns out, you mess with someone's head enough, you can turn a scared little kid into an all-powerful bitch."
"... And I'd rather be famous than free."
: But he's like a baby bird with a broken wing that I want to FUCK.
- Texts From Last Night
"If you think wish upon a star would help, think again. Even when you wish, some wishes just won't come true. Shiro, it's no good if you don't stay determined and independent, you know. You won't become a strong person if you keep relying on us."
Church: Look, you go and round up everyone I know, just to bring me back, and then you keep us all in the dark? What the hell did you think was gonna happen, Carolina? Of course no one trusts you!
Carolina: Well, I don't trust them, Epsilon. I don't trust anyone anymore."
It's because I had a team once. A team with the best training, the best equipment - and despite everything that they had that made them the best, they still lied, and stole, and tore
each other to pieces
! So you tell me: how the hell
am I supposed to trust a rag-tag team of idiots
, when I couldn't even trust the people that were closest to me?
Carolina: That's what I thought.
"Or maybe, you think you can save me? Will you love me? Take care of me? Heal all my pain? Hm. That's what I thought..."
"I won't depend on anyone anymore..."
Riley: I don’t know what’s happened in your past—
"I don't know what happened on that island, and judging by that look in your eyes, I guess I don't want to know."
Is hard to find
Seem to fill your life
Don’t be disappointed
Don’t let your heart break
Don’t spend another minute
In this way
Dry your eyes now, baby
Broken wings won’t hold you down
"I was a flawed person. I knew it. Had someone asked before all this started, I would have admitted it. But one of the places I felt most flawed, one of the least comfortable things for me to admit, was just how weak I was at my core. Some people could turn to the ugly incidents in their past and find a kind of strength there. An anger to drive them forward. When I touched that part of myself, even around the edges, I almost always felt like all the strength went out of me."
"A sword mirrors its owner."
"....I've had to make decisions for the better and, while I let this be known, they were always at my expense! Each and every last sacrifice I've made were for the best and, be this as noted, many of then I wasn't given a choice in, it was either do or die and I chose do because the alternative would be even more unbearable. [...] So, to answer your question, yes, I do know how to make decisions for the best and making decisions for the best doesn't always mean they may be the best course of action, however, it is better than no decision. If you're angry at me, fine, be angry, call me a bitch while your at it, however, I can only hope you'd forgive me for the choices I've made. If you can't, then end my life, act as you see fit, if you think it'll satisfy you."