to be continued...(?!)

My life's one filled with plot holes and hangers and mumbo-jumbo dialogue and it all beats the hell out of my imagination. I laugh at describing it. Cliche, cliche, cliche; but no, I swear that none of this was premeditated. We didn't see it coming. It's funny; see, I told you I'd laugh. It's funny that after all this time, we're planning on when or whether the final cut will be. Your lines are calm and practiced, but you're terrified and I feel it and I don't want it anymore. I want you to laugh.

And I want you to keep on smiling whether I know it or not.

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