11.7.09

it's something that happens

I'm sick. I'm sick here and now. I confuse melancholy with depression sometimes. You see?
Why don't you run along now, friend? Your dessert is getting cold.
I'm sick.
Stay that way.
I'm sick, and i'm in love.
You seem the sort of person who confuses the two.


Magnolia, Paul Thomas Anderson, 1999