“I'm breathing . . . are you breathing too? It's nice, isn't it?”
“Life isn't about the breathes you take, it's the moments that take your breathe away.”
“Life isn't how many breaths you take, but it's the moments that take your breath away.”
“Beauty isn't perfect. It's something to be felt and something to be breathed.”
“And so an awful confusion begins to collect, forming a cloud that sits around an absence of hope. Desperate sensations. Can't breath. Panic. Just trying to catch my breath, but I can't breath. I hurt so much, and I'm so tired that I don't even want to breath the breath I'm gasping for. There is no more. This is the most. It's just pain, channeled in one direction, using you as its host.”
“You breathe too fast to be convincing,' he goaded.'You don't breathe enough to judge me.”