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Fuck it, I& #39;m gonna rewatch Enlightened.
“I had a lot of thoughts when was away. And read a lot. Even books.”
“You can’t just walk in here and throw away my best mayonnaise.”
“Sometimes late at night, visited by dread and shame, I lie in bed and think of somebody else’s life.
I imagine the love that they’re getting and the relief that comes from being really known. The private pleasures they share. The friends they have and the pressures they don’t.”
I imagine the love that they’re getting and the relief that comes from being really known. The private pleasures they share. The friends they have and the pressures they don’t.”
“Their sense of importance, the satisfactions of their work.
I imagine how fulfilled they are. How rich their life is. And in these moments, I feel empty and wanting.”
I imagine how fulfilled they are. How rich their life is. And in these moments, I feel empty and wanting.”
“Oh fuck a sick dick!”
“Sometimes I think about someone else’s life. I imagine all the love they do not have. I see the passion that’s missing. The friends they don’t know. And the awful pressures that crush them. In those moments, I realise how much I have. And how much I have to give.”
“Ya might. You’ve run over people.”
“She’s a fucking lesbian? This is awesome!”
“What happens when the thing that used to attract you now repels you? Where do I go from here?”
“We all want comfort. A little love to get us through the long nights. Nobody wants to sleep alone. Everyone’s afraid of the dark.
But, I will not be afraid. The light is always there. It is all around me. Nothing is missing. I am not waiting for the sun.”
But, I will not be afraid. The light is always there. It is all around me. Nothing is missing. I am not waiting for the sun.”
“I need to go change my cancer tampon.”
“Listen, I knew you weren’t going to do anything. Huh? That’s why they put you in charge. You don’t have principles.”
“We can be whistleblowers. Maybe even heroes!”
“Yeah, right.”
“Yeah, right.”
“What if this kingdom really is cursed? It is cursed. With a lunatic logic, death drive. It’s castle made of glass and concrete. And cancer.“
“I’m just tired of feeling small. You know for two minutes there I felt worth something. Like I was doing something. Something real and I was alive. That might sound pathetic but it felt good to feel alive for once and not just dead and plastic and numb.“
“No kingdom lasts forever. Even this will end. And life and earth will reign again.”
“You’re living at home with your mom. Your husband’s in rehab. You’re stuck down in the basement with the losers. You’re not pissed?”
“Well maybe I’m a little pissed, but that has nothing to do with this.”
“Well maybe I’m a little pissed, but that has nothing to do with this.”
“What is good? Who is on the side of good? Everyone can be wicked. Everyone can feel pain. Who am I fighting for? They say the road to hell has paved with good intentions. My intentions are good. My intentions are so good.“
“I remember you’d talk about me like I was this great, beautiful person and I thought, who the fuck is she talking about?”
“With social media being so influential anybody, even a nobody like you, can speak truth to power.”
“I can find the link and retweet it. I joined Twitter yesterday. You should follow me!!”
“It’s okay to be a ghost. It has its pleasures. You’re light. You float. You slip in and out unseen. There’s no love to lose. It burden to be. You have so little to hold you down. You are free. Some pearls are never found. They hide under the sand under the ocean floor.”
“No one knows they’re there but the pearl knows. Maybe there was a time he wanted to be found. To be seen. To be held. Big now only hope hurts. I am my own secret. A secret kept by me.”
“Dude, you need to have more confidence. Maybe you should get a spray tan. You’re white as fuck.”
“Look, I just don’t wanna get hurt, okay. I’m at the age where I don’t wanna go through that you know. I don’t have expectations. I don’t care, whatever. I don’t want a jerk or a dick or someone who’s fake or mean, you know.”
“You seem sad and sweet and I like that. But are you? Are you sweet?”
“Something has changed. Now the ghost is scared. He cannot float. He is heavy. He is flesh and blood. He must open doors. He can’t slip away unseen. The ghost is sad. All these years invisible haunt him now. He didn’t try or care or be.”
“The ghost is happy. He is found. He is held. And he is seen. The ghost is seen. “
“This is a direct order from your superior, Tyler. Smoke this fucking joint with me.”
“How strange is this life. To be born into a body. To uncertain parents. In this beautiful, upsetting world. It’s so bizarre. Am I my higher self? Or am I in the mud? Am I an agent of change? Or. Creator of chaos? Am I the fools? The goat? The witch? Or am I enlightened?”