Let me rest in your love. — But no, — love will give me no rest. — Frankness and kindness are repulsive. — If you wish to please me and rekindle our desire, be cruel, be a liar and libertine, be vile and a thief; — and if you’re not willing to be all that, I’ll thrash you, without anger. For I am irony’s true agent and my illness is of a kind that is absolutely beyond cure.
Break is temporary, backlogs are forever
You are not special. You are not exceptional. You're not a beautiful and unique snowflake.