We're all crazy, Natalija. We just haven't been diagnosed yet.
That green eyes
You're the one that I wanted to find
And anyone who tried to deny you
Must be out of their mind
— Are you okay?
— Just going quietly mad.
— Thank God for that. I was worried.
I'm not worried that you're crazy any more. I'm worried that you're right.
— They look like psychos?
— Is that what they looked like? They were vampires. Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits them. I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!
Sometimes it is only madness that makes us what we are.