Don’t give feelings names
Don’t name your moods
Don’t give it anything that will make it seem even more real don’t humanize it
We get more attached to things when we name them, but without truly understanding what they are, we make our own misery from scratch
Because sometimes we find ourselves calling for it
So please tell me why were we named?
How broken was it to be given a name that has already tasted death more than once?
Die so many times in so many ways you will forget what being alive is
We were all doomed from the start.
Link to the Italian translation