Letter from F.

I get things done. cheaply. I help friends in need just like you. I cry, sometimes. I am not the one that is giving you advices. Cause I am just like you, but since you are not physically me. I can see and say who you are. The same way you see me and say who I am. It hurts. It's painful. It's the loneliness in a conversation. The rain when you talk to the phone. The fucking answering machine when she does not pick up, but mostly it is you trying to make sense of life. You want it to make it melancholic? it will be. You want it to make it sexual? it will be. You want it to make it meaningful for others? it will be. It's just a matter of choice. It should not be anything else.

Use your fear as a fuel, not as an excuse.

Photo by Eva Truffaut

Closer #2

Dan: Where is Anna?
Larry: I met her, at a nightclub.
[silence]
Larry: Yes, I saw her naked. No, I did not fuck her.
Dan: I want Anna back.
Larry: She's made her choice.
Dan: I owe you an apology. I fell in love with her. My intention was not to make you suffer.
Larry: So where's the apology? Ya cunt.
Dan: I apologize. If you love her you'll let her go so she can be happy.
Larry: She doesn't want to be happy.
Dan: Everybody wants to be happy.
Larry: Depressives don't. They want to be unhappy to confirm they're depressed. If they were happy they couldn't be depressed anymore. They'd have to go out into the world and live. Which can be depressing.
Larry: Dan, I lied to you. I did fuck Alice. Sorry for telling you. I'm just not big enough to forgive you, Buster.
Dan: You've ruined my life.
Larry: You'll get over it.

Closer

- I need the truth, cos without it we are animals, trust me.
-What's so great about the truth? Try lying for a change, it's the currency of the world.
-Deception is brutal, I'm not pretending otherwise.
-How? How does it work? How do you do this to someone?
[silence]
-Not good enough!
- I am in love with her.
- Boo hoo, So am I.
-You think love is simple. You think the heart is like a diagram.
-Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist, wrapped in blood! Go fuck yourself! You writer! You liar!

Nostalgia Series

Fear and Loathing

-I love her, I don't know what to do.
-Listen! When someone fights dirty, you beat the shit out of them, you understand?
- Is that a result of your Kierkegaardian philosophy?
- It's way worse, I learned this through time. Through life.