At this stage in my life I don’t think I'm going to write anything worthwhile.

viernes, 20 de mayo de 2011

Andrew: Fuck, this hurts so much.
Sam: I know it hurts. That’s life. If nothing else, It’s life. It’s real, and sometimes it fuckin’ hurts, but it’s sort of all we have. 

Sam: How are you feelin’?
Andrew: Safe. When I’m with you I feel so safe. Like I’m home.


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