Well, I thought that we could sit around and talk for hours about things that I couldn't say to you and things that we could never do, and this conversation has had no face. When the words take days, you can re-write and erase anything. You know my heart knows all this. And I'll borrow words from all my favorite paragraphs to write all of these faded things we hope would mean the most to me. And each line is sent. I have found a new page of hope for the days when I feel like I've lost everything.




"Saying I notice you're a nerd is like saying: Hey I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than stupid, that you'd rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?"

I love when the sky is gray. When the dawn paints the roofs of the buildings and the sun is still hiding. The city is ours then. Right before everyone takes over, right when everyone is still sleeping. It’s hard to notice that it’s so cold when it's this pretty.

"You know, that's the first thing that got me about this place, that there wasn't anybody laughing. I haven't heard a real laugh since I came through that door, do you know that? Man, when you lose your laugh you lose your footing."

"Poor Hyde. You are in love with Donna and she's with your good friend Eric."
"So what?"
"So it's the saddest story in the world."
"You know what? I had a chance, and I didn't take it."




"I had wanted him to see me as a damsel in distress, come to my aid, touch my hand and feel a rush of desire and remorse. I had wanted him to notice my legs in my fishnet stocking as I knelt on the floor to pick up the quarters."
"Nothing"
"I just could feel him ignoring me from across the room. Only it was a different kind of ignoring from last year. Because she was gone, probably."