A Meal For Leeches
- LECTURAS 220
- Votos 2
- Partes 7
"I've seen what war does to people. I've lived it. It's terrible, you know? But so is love. I don't remember in what moment I let myself fall so pathetically in love with her, or in what moment I thought that maybe, just maybe, she felt the same way. Truth is, they both destroy you. Love and war, I mean. In different ways, of course. But in the end they both destroy what's left of our miserable souls and just leave us with the hope that perhaps one day, we might be freed from the misery that those two factors have caused us. And we agree to live in that illusion. What choice do we even have, anyway?"
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