I tried to make meat loaf out of the girl but it becomes too frustrating a task and instead I spend the afternoon smearing her meat all over the walls, chewing on strips of skin I ripped from her body
I think we've all lost some sort of feeling
I realize I have nothing to say to Trent Burroughs as I tell him, I’ve been in New York the last four months. New Age Christmas music fails to warm up the chilly vibe. I’m suddenly unsure about everyt...
I feel I'm moving toward as well as away from something, and anything is possible.
How is your father? she asks disinterestedly. A contrivance, I mutter. A plot device.
Courtney, I warn, getting furious, if you just said what I think you said: that your lithium is in a carton in the freezer next to the Frusen Glädjé and is a sorbet—I’m screaming this—if this is reall...
Careless and not particularly biting, it was easier to shrug off than anything in the first book which depicted me as an inarticulate zombie confused by the irony of Randy Newman's I Love L.A.
But... what about us? What about the past? she asks blankly. The past isn't real. it's just a dream, I say. Don't mention the past.
Back at our table Reeves is telling Hamlin about how he taunts the homeless in the streets, about how he hands a dollar to them as he approaches and then yanks it away and pockets it right when he pas...
And though it has been in no way a romantic evening, she embraces me and this time emanates a warmth I’m not familiar with. I am so used to imagining everything happening the way it occurs in movies,...
And later when we got into the car, he took a turn down a street that I was pretty sure was a dead end. Where are we going? I asked. I don't know he said just driving. But this road doesn't go anywher...
And as things fell apart Nobody paid much attention Talking Heads
A flood of reality. I get an odd feeling that this is a crucial moment in my life and I'm startled by the suddenness of what I guess passes for an epiphany. There is nothing of value I can offer her....
Estaba tan por encima de la ciudad que tenías la impresión de contemplar un mundo enorme y abandonado que se extendía en cuadrículas anónimas, una vista que confirmaba que estabas mucho más solo de lo...
Suddenly I’m seized by a minor anxiety attack. There are too many fucking movies to choose from.
Why not end up with her? floats into my line of vision. An answer: she has a better body than most other girls I know. Another one: everyone is interchangeable anyway.
What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?
There are so many things Blair doesn’t get about me, so many things she ultimately overlooked, and things that she would never know, and there would always be a distance between us because there were...
The topic on The Patty Winters Show this morning was Has Patrick Swayze Become Cynical or Not?
No one will ever know anyone. We just have to deal with each other. You're not ever gonna know me.