- I don’t know - Don’t know what? - I mean… actually, I don’t feel comfortable here. And of course, a lot of people love me, and I love them, but I still want to run away - What’s wrong, then? - So… doesn’t that mean I’m being selfish? - I don’t understand you - Well, I’m loved, I have friends, everything is fine… but it’s not…..enough? Doesn’t that mean I don’t appreciate them? - I think you can dream of more and still appreciate what you have - You really think so? - I don’t think. I know. - … - …? - Do you actually think that I can change my life? - If you want to, you can. - But I’m… - You what? You’re just scared. You're afraid to fuck up. You think if you fail once, it proves you're nothing. - … - You’re silent because it’s true. - But I don’t want to make mistakes… - Then stay where you are. And suffer on, you love it. -… -You actually think success comes without mistakes? - … - If you want it, then go and try. Otherwise, you don’t really need it. You can do anything - you’re just too lazy -Thank you, I love you -All for you, babe