It might be existential, if you can wank hard enough

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Excerpt from My Night, a one act play.

The scene is a dingy local pub, Nick leans against the back wall, surrounded by people yet somehow still alone. Soothing beats and keyboard strokes passively assault from every direction, commanded by a crew of elegantly dishevelled hipsters, just different enough to be alternative, but similar enough to

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[thorntoeachrose]

awww :(

There's plenty of pretty girls who find you hot, though!

That must have hurt, though.

Don't worry, Nick. One day a beautiful girl will come along and be interested for a long time. xoxo.

[ursh]

there there. there there.

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I am not sure I will ever be able to lift this blanket of grief.

[jessiejeremiah]

deep

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Like the grooves on my dashboard confessional vinyl.

[jessiejeremiah]

sometimes i wish i could describe your beauty, nick hannah.
the beauty of your speech, and your heart and your hair.

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Some things were just never meant to be said Jessie. Sometimes we just need to accept their existance, and believe in their beauty. Sometimes Jessie, it is enough to just believe.