he escaped into the real world

Isidro 2022-04-21 09:02:43

What I'm doing,
is someone pointing the finger behind my back? ——The body also started to deal with me.

Everything went so wrong.

"Talent is a curse."

Ian died.

Is there a kind of life:
when I am in love, I am in love, it has nothing to do with the object;
when I do not love, I leave, please don't be sad;
when I run away, I just want to escape, so don't ask me where I am going
; I'm talking to people, I'm just enjoying the conversation, do
n't ask me what I said, because there is no content at all.


I can't take it anymore,
Ian is dead.

-------------------------------------------------- --As
a fan, the moment you fall in love with a singer, you've got everything you want. Therefore, there is no right to ask the singer to give more. Live performances, buying albums again and again, in fact, it is enough to listen to one type. If the singer doesn’t want to sing, don’t ask him to sing. Don’t you have a disc in your hand? Did you hear it? Listening again and again, looking for various versions, just escaping from ourselves, singers have become our safe haven, giving us dreams and reasons to sink, but what about themselves? When the storm of reality strikes, where to hide, those noises, groups of stupid people, when can they escape from all this? when?

It is always the brave who faces the reality,
so the fragile Ian chooses to escape.

"When will it end? When will it end..."
--------------------------------- --------------------

23 years old,
left before seeing the world clearly.

But why should we see it clearly?
The world in front of you is not real.
"Everything doesn't exist yet."
Too bad no one believes it.


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Control quotes

  • John Cooper Clarke: The colour scheme is fuckin' brown Everywhere in chicken town, The fuckin' pubs are fuckin' dull The fuckin' clubs are fuckin' full of fuckin' girls and fuckin' guys with fuckin' murder in their eyes, A fuckin' bloke gets fuckin' stabbed waitin' for a fuckin' cab, You fuckin' stay at fuckin' home, The fuckin' neighbours fuckin' moan, Keep the fuckin' racket down This is fuckin' chicken town The fuckin' pies are fuckin' old, The fuckin' chips are fuckin' cold, The fuckin' beer is fuckin' flat, The fuckin' flats have fuckin' rats, The fuckin' clocks are fuckin' wrong The fuckin' days are fuckin' long, It fuckin' gets you fuckin' down Evidently chicken town

  • Annik Honore: Ian...

    Ian Curtis: Hmm?

    Annik Honore: I'm a little scared.

    Ian Curtis: Scared of what?

    Annik Honore: Scared of falling in love with you.

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