I was going to master my emotions. I was not a victim of love.

But since no one holds a wake for the victims of love, nobody had noticed yet.

I was the victim of a love-hate crime. The price you pay for PDA.

Unlucky in love? Victim of the stock market?

I’m lucky in love Victim of the stock market.

For my entire life I was a victim of my own fear. Love,

Yet they call themselves law-abiding, peace-loving victims of aggression. Is it possible for a country to commit aggression against itself?