04.11.15 [29/52] So I began to hate everything; all at once I was running.. But I couldn’t fake it anymore. (Could you feel me screaming out?)

04.11.15
Music/title: Ghost; From Indian Lakes
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“Who am I to expect anything?”

.. . ….

 

“It’s not too different.
You don’t find depression in a bottle or package.
You make it yourself.  You dispense it from your own mind.

Regardless of my own understanding or lack of empathy, I do love you..
More than anything.


And if I can’t speak to the love of my life-
Take her places and talk her through her own form of addiction, then what kind of man would I be?”

… ….
 

“Do you know why we get sad, Bettina?”

[ No. ]

 

“To remind ourselves why we want to be happy.”

 

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