M: I cant handle this.
M: No, you can.
M: How can?
M: Forget it all.
M: Yes, if i lose my sense. Not doesnt simply.
M: Fuck, does she care about you?
M: No, maybe.
M: So, forget it and move for another girl.
M: No, they all are strange.
M: It's too late for you to change, she doesnt need you.
M: Maybe you're right, but no words "too late". I do if there is a chance.
M: No more chance, admit it, you badass, there's no hope.
....
Is there another love?
Is there another person?
Admit it, there is no hope.
