We were talking about depression. Not in a serious way. In a "let's discuss this thing because it's midnight and we are talking about dark and lovely things." And the fact that sometimes a text from a near stranger can make your day.
I said.
"Misery loves company."
He said.
"I'm gonna name my daughter Misery and she's going to be awesome. Whenever we have people over I'll have her entertain them. Then company will love misery."
He's got jokes, everybody. He's got jokes.
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"Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery." -Bertrand Russell
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I love this post :)
haha this is cute and lovely...he's funny....and I love those friends with whom you can talk about anything without judgments or critiques... those are the best debatable conversations I've had... depression, death, life, religion, love, music... what a great midnight talk that must have been.
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