I'm a human being and I fall in love and sometimes I don't have control of every situation.
Because we are food for worms, lads. Because, believe it or not, each and every one of us in this room...is one day going to stop breathing, turn cold and die.
世界就是这样终结的,不是轰然巨响,而是一声呜咽。
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?