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Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
2. But you've got to use a variation of "Its not you, its me." You don't need Pacino level bullshit, but you can't throw some Richard Dreyfuss level garbage at the wall...
He doesn't have cold feet. He's at thaat age where you get thos anxiety things. You recall that age... where you staart thinking the shit the cocksuckers around you are telling you you need to do is the ticket to the brass ring. He's just stressing about not being a lemming. He'll be fine. No cold feet. He ain't that kind of guy. Why I know that I can't explain... I just get the sense.
Coltrane... Breath deep and say "Fuck them... fuck them all," to yourself ten times. And for God's sake man... Quit. Get the fuck out. You're a decent one. I hate to see you sticking with this shit stain existence. The money will never substitute for living on your own terms and loving what you do.
Oh, and I hope she's rich...
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I have never had that kind of experience, or the related shortnes of breath. The only time I have shortness of breath is in high humiidity conditions.
