But I didn’t really believe that. I believed, as my mother always had, that there was them and there was us. “Them” were the happy, normal people, and “us” were the totally fucked.
- The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold
September 22, 2010
“Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”
- The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
September 20, 2010
We were quiet for a long time. He sat on the floor. Finally he said, “I’m afraid of the depth of your sadness.”
I said, “This is as deep as it gets. Is this frightening you?”
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