My mask of sanity was a victim of impending slippage.
What? Did we end up hating each other? Did we end up the way we thought we always knew would? Did I end up wearing khakis because of that fucking ad?
Get into Zeus Bar. Kaktus. Kaktus at nine. But
Well, I'm sorry. I smile. I'm having problems.
Ted
This is true: the world is better off with some people gone. Our lives are not all interconnected. That theory is crock. Some people truly do not need to be here.
—¿Adónde vamos' —pregunté.—No lo sé—dijo—. Simplemente damos una vuelta en coche.—pero esta carretera no lleva a ninguna parte—le dije.—No importa.—¿Y qué es lo que importa? —le pregunté al cabo de un...
There is no time for the innocent.
He wasn't, I realized when I read those scenes concerning Blair and myself, close to any of us-- except of course to Blair, and really not even to her. He was simply someone who floated through our li...
I wasn't acting on passion. I was simply acting.
And though the coldness I have always felt leaves me, the numbness doesn't and probably never will. this relationship will probably lead to nothing... this didn't change anything. I imagine her smelli...
When Blair bites her lower lip she’s eighteen again.
The images I had were of people being driven mad by living in the city. Images of parents who were so hungry and unfulfilled that they ate their own children.
Something is turning into nothing very quickly
No one ever likes the right person.
It was always the A booth. It was always the front seat of the roller coaster. It was never Let’s not get the bottle of Cristal.
No I’m not, I whisper to myself. I’m a fucking evil psychopath.
I was afraid to try Pellegrino for the first time. She looks over at me nervously—expecting me to… what, agree?—then at McDermott, who offers her a wan, tight smile. But once I did, it was… fine.
A curtain of stars, miles of them, are scattered, glowing, across the sky and their multitude humbles me, which I have a hard time tolerating. She shrugs and nods after I say something about forms of...
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?