It’s just that I loathe reality.

Poco.

«The great sea is held in place by Jormungand, the serpent, whose giant body encircles it and who keeps his tail in his mouth to complete the circle and stop the waves breaking loose. But one day the god Thor, son of earth, was fishing in the sea for the serpent using a bull’s head for bait. Jormungand reared up and the waves pummeled the shore as he tiwsted and writhed in a fury. They were well matched, serpent and god, in that furious fight. The sea boiled around them. But then the hook became dislodged and the serpent slithered free and sank again, so quickly, beneath the waves.
And soon the sea was calm once more as if nothing had disturbed it.»

Deja vu… (“This isn’t a democracy anymore” )

Sbam.

«I wait for you, I watch for you. My whole life is you, I can’t breathe because I’m waiting for you. You own me, you control me, I belong to you, I…»

«You own me! You control me! I belong to you. You don’t think I don’t wanna be a better man, you don’t think I don’t wanna dedicate myself to my marriage? You don’t think I don’t wanna be honorable, to be the man that you voted for? I love you, I’m in love with you, you’re the love of my life. My every feeling is controlled by the look on your face. I can’t breathe without you, I can’t sleep without you. I wait for you, I watch for you. I exist for you. If I can escape all of this and run away with you… I belong to you, we’re in this together.»

“I’m married.” 
“I know.” 
“I’m running for president.”
“I know.”
“I can’t.”
“I don’t want you to.” 
“But… Just… Stand here with me, for one minute. Let’s not go back in there, or talk or think or… For one minute, we just stand here, and I’m not the candidate and you’re not the campaign fixer. We’re just us. One minute, for one minute. Just… Stand here with me.”