brenda: you don’t really believe in god, do you? nate: well, yeah. I mean, I don’t believe in some bearded old white man up on a cloud. But I believe in something. Some sort of undefinable creative force. brenda: I think it’s just all totally random. nate: really? brenda: yeah. We live, we die. Ultimately, nothing means anything. nate: how can you live like that? brenda: I don’t know. Sometimes I wake up so fuckin’ empty, I wish I’d never been born, but what choice do I have?
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brenda: you don’t really believe in god, do you?

nate: well, yeah. I mean, I don’t believe in some bearded old white man up on a cloud. But I believe in something. Some sort of undefinable creative force.

brenda: I think it’s just all totally random.

nate: really?

brenda: yeah. We live, we die. Ultimately, nothing means anything.

nate: how can you live like that?

brenda: I don’t know. Sometimes I wake up so fuckin’ empty, I wish I’d never been born, but what choice do I have?

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