ونډول شوی غږيز

[calm] Because from the inside everything can feel justified. Even the things that break everything else. And not every difference… is growth. Some changes don’t build. They take. They don’t belong. They spread. (…pause…) And sometimes— what feels completely right… from one point of view— is something far more dangerous… from a wider one. A difference that doesn’t stop. A difference that can’t be contained. A difference… that becomes cancer.