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Thom Yorke
But in a detached way. It’s like… if you played with your old action figures. Maybe you’d enjoy it, but most of the pleasure you’d get from the experience is from remembering how enjoyable it was before, when you were a kid. It’s remembered pleasure, remembered sensation… like laughing when someone goes to tickle you even if they haven’t touched you yet.
What I feel is only a memory of something I’ve felt before.

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Depressed people can’t help finding the negative in everything. They don’t see the world—they see a negative of the world, inversion… If a beautiful painting had an ink splotch in the middle of it, even a small one, people would see it as ruined.
That’s what the world is like for the depressed. No matter how beautiful the rest of the painting, it can’t be enjoyed with a nasty black ink splotch right in the middle of it.
The Little Mermaid.
Jesus was an idiot.
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