Znati kako je biti sam u mraku, u mracnoj sobi. A samo jedan mali prozorcic je tamo, tamo na onom zidu. Gde i onu jarku zutu svetlost presecaju niti metalne, koje nisu bas slabasnog karaktera.
Eh. Pa nije svako te srece da okusi tugu. ↗
Isn't it just weird when you sit in a room full of people and realize how empty you are. You begin to think to yourself, do I really matter. Does anyone care? ↗
Depression is like a bruise that never goes away. A bruise in your mind. You just got to be careful not to touch it where it hurts. It`s always there, though. ↗
…for it is often to be observed of the shallower men, that they are the very last to despond. It is the glory of the bladder that nothing can sink it; it is the reproach of a box of treasure, that once overboard it must drown ↗