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666. I am not okay. I will be okay, but right now I am not okay.
Gone Girl
10PM
665. I would have done anything to feel real again.
Gone Girl
10PM
664. I don’t know that we are actually human at this point, those of us who are like most of us, who grew up with TV and movies and now the Internet. If we are betrayed, we know the words to say; when a loved one dies, we know the words to say. If we want to play the stud or the smartass or the fool, we know the words to say. We are all working from the same dog-eared script. It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless automat of characters. And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don’t have genuine souls.
Gone Girl
10PM
663. I suppose it’s not a compromise if only one of you considers it such, but that was what our compromises tended to look like. One of us was always angry.
Gone Girl
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662. Love is the wold’s infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood.
Gone Girl
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661. How can you find it ever again, just what you wanted at just the right time?
Why We Broke Up
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660. Shit, I guess I already loved you then. Doomed like a wineglass knowing it’ll get dropped someday, shoes that’ll be scuffed in no time, the new shirt you’ll soon enough muck up filthy.
Why We Broke Up
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659. I want what can’t possibly happen.
Why We Broke Up
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