Fear never shows up and the party ends early.

And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn't remember if he was Catholic or not.

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 smelling clean, like tea.

History is sinking and only a very few seem dimly aware that things are getting bad.

what's right? If you want something, you have the right to take it. If you want to do something, you have the right to do it.

I feel I'm moving toward as well as away from something, and anything is possible.

Unless you're the director on the movie, or putting up the money for the movie, you really don't have a lot of control.