"-Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words."
"-It's a lie. It's a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and... all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it's beautiful 'cause that's what they want see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone... But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so... the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.”
"-No one will love you as much as I do. Why isn't love enough?"
"-I don't want to lie. I can't tell the truth. So it's over."
"- I don't love you anymore. Goodbye."
"-Yes, I would have loved you... forever. Now, please go."
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