Can't you see how common and vulgar we are? We love each other. And we'll die (like everything else). We'll hate and we'll fight and we'll get hungry and we'll drink and we'll have sex and we'll lie down and we'll shit. We never thought we were better than anything or anyone, but still. The difference is we would leave. Knowing or not knowing how. Dying for doing so or not. We can and would leave. Most people stop evolving when they notice it will lead to separation or full stops. We carry on. We are scared and we carry on and we smoke, together, in the middle of the process. Genious. And if we die before we part we'll smile at the other's grave and nobody will understand and everybody will hate us. But we'll smile. And plainly know it's the end. Live with me.
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