18 de agosto de 2014

Holding on

- Things can't be the same, can they?
- Dude... things never were the same. Change is... It's what we get. I guess that's my problem. I'm always trying to beat the clock, outrun the universe... Like nothing can change me, as long as I change first. I feel, like I'm in this river, just getting swept along... And if I hold on to anyone, if I'm holding for dear life, I'm not getting anywhere. I'm stuck. I never wanted to get stuck. 
- I dunno... maybe we can get somewhere together. Maybe we can get unstuck. We'd have to be careful... It could be a bumpy ride. It could get messy. But maybe... maybe it'd be worth it. Maybe we just need to hold on.
- I've never been good at holding on.
- Hey, you'll get it. It just takes practice.

Us.

Scoot Pilgrim e Ramona Flowers




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