The Bartender & The Brunette
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"i don't believe anything really lasts. if things lasted forever, then coffee wouldn't cool, and cigarettes wouldn't end, and feelings would stay the same. and she would still love me. but the cold, hard truth is, nothing lasts forever. life simply goes on. and i'm trying to figure out where to go from here."
"nothing lasts forever? nothing at all? not even-"
"nothing lasts forever."
"then let me be your nothing."
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