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So that's IT?
You're just going to give up?! Are you serious?
After everything we've learned, after everything we've gained,
you're just going to jump ship, find a quiet spot to lay down...
and die?
Look, I know the road's getting harder. I know the path is becoming harder to see, and I know the pain is worse now than it's ever been... but how do I show you that it's all worth it?
Somewhere deep inside you KNOW it's still worth it or you wouldn't be alive to this point.
Isn't it worth it? Isn't fun and excitement and surprise and love...
aren't all those things worth it anymore?
Or have you become... become something inhuman?
Are you so blind these days that you can't see it?
That it's all right around the corner!!
It's all RIGHT THERE! Go look, just go and look!
Get up off that fucking floor and dry your damn eyes.
Pick yourself up, you've done it before, and you know you will a thousand more times... just because no one else is willing to do it.
You've always been the person that didn't need their brand of bullshit. You've always been the strong person that even I look up to. You're the one who scares the fuck out of everyone else, because they don't know what you are, and what it means to be like you. They're shaking with fear because of you, isn't that something? Doesn't that mean anything? They'll never get it, and maybe you and I are the only ones who ever will... and if so, so what? You care more than anyone in the world I've ever met before, so GET THE FUCK UP. This world will not be the same without you, should you choose to lay in the road and just take everything that comes to you, and should you choose to let everything run you down and run you over.
You're neon, you're incredible, you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You're honest and worthwhile and make me wish I was a better person than I am. You're everything that could ever be right about the world...
and you want to give up?
Well what kind of a friend would I be to you if I let you? What kind of humanitarian would I be to let you fade away without more of the world finding out about you? There are more people like us. I haven't met them, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.
Those assholes... they've all been wrong for far too long and you know it.
Do it.
Stand up on your own two feet.
Look them all in the eye and make them cringe in terror again.
Do it for me
and do it for you
and do it for all those other bastards who just aren't able to. All those poor dicks who DID give up, and will never be whole because of it.
Be a menace to what they believe
be a cold shadow over their shoulder...
be the person I know you are,
full of things like compassion, consideration, kindness, persistance
and uncontrollable emotion.
You've got a new chance every day to get it right
so even if today is a big fat waste of fucking time
and just goes straight down the toilet from the moment you wake up...
there's still tomorrow. And the next day, and the fucking day after that.
And one of these times, we're going to get it right, you and me.
We're going to make it work and we're going to get things done.
We're going to kick all the ass necessary to set things in motion, never to be the same again.
Because they can run, and they can hide... and yeah, that's a major piss off...
but if we work together, we can hunt them down and shoot them full of ideas and thoughts and feelings.
We can get it RIGHT.
We can do it.
No no, scratch that... we have to do it...
just because no one else ever will.
YOU and ME. Just you and me.
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