"Tu. Pred njihovim očima ona se raspadala. Njen um je umirao, njene oči krvarile, njena glava pucala, a opet... Niko nije primećivao" nepoznat Ne znam zašto volim ovaj citat. Možda zato što je istinit. Čula sam ga na jednoj svadbi, među gomilom pijanih ljudi i zaljubila se u njega. Pokazuje koliko su ljudi u stvari sebični. Ona, zato što očekuje da je primete, a oni, zato što vide samo sebe. U svemu sam uvek bila na sredini. Nisam otkrivala svoje telo na svakoj slici, ali se nisam ni skrivala. Uvek sam bila zadovoljna onim što jesam, ali onda su mi rekli da mogu da budem bolja. " Ubi me prejaka reč." Branko Miljković

"I hope you realize you made the worst f**king decision of your life." She could feel his cold icy blue eyes piercing through her soul. "I didn't ask for this..." tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her lips quivering in fear. His grip on both her wrists become tighter as he slams them hard against the wall, trapping her petite body in-between the wall and his body, "You'll never have a place in my life, let alone my heart, do you understand?" She winces from the pain from her wrists. He slams her arms against the wall again. He leans in close enough to the point where their lips are only inches apart, "I said, do you f**king understand, foolish girl?" His voice rises as he clenches his jaw in an impatient manner. She nods in hopes that he'll let go. And just like that, he lets go of her as she falls to the floor in utter defeat. What have I done... she asks herself. **Full Summary Inside** Cover by: Me, Myself, and I!