Less Is More

I don’t know.

What happened next?

So, so beautiful.

This is why.

You like me.

This is it.

Red White Blue

What the fuck?

What if we …

Why should I?

God is love.

Show me how.

I love you.

See you later.

Yes, yes, yes!

I’m leaving you.

Please don’t go.

I was wrong.

You were right.

I am sorry.

Nobody gets by.

I wonder why.

No, I can’t.

Do it again.

Who will go?

No — fuck you.

No, no, no!

It doesn’t matter.

Yes, I will.

Follow thou me.

I want that.

God is dead.

I hate you.

Write it down.

It was good.

From the top.

I don’t care.

Turn left here.

He is risen.

One more rep.

That’s not right.

Do it now.

What is truth?

I go, sir.

What’s on TV?

May I please?

Go to hell.

Fries with that?

Let’s go home.

Three strong words.

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