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Depression Is A Side Effect Of Dying. (almost Everything Is, Really).

Different Authors Write Different Ways, Have Different Relationships With Their Audiences, And Those Are All Legitimate.

I Am Crying, He Thought, Opening His Eyes To Stare Through The Soapy, Stinging Water. I Feel Like Crying, So I Must Be Crying, But It's Impossible To Tell Because I'm Underwater. But He Wasn't Crying. Curiously, He Felt Too Depressed To Cry. Too Hurt. It Felt As If She'd Taken The Part Of Him That Cried.

If You Act Out Of A Paranoid Fear Of Something Happening, You Will Always Make That Thing Happen.

We're Going To Get Gored To Death By A Feral Fugging Hog And Your Best Strategy Is To Pretend It's A Grizzly Bear?