As far as all of our identities are dependent on how other people imagine us we are all making ourselves and each other up all the time

What about the rest of your life?" She shrugged. "What about it?" "Aren't you worried about, like, forever?" "Forever is composed of nows," she says.

It hurts because it mattered.

When you’re as charming and physically attractive as myself, it’s easy enough to win over people you meet. But getting strangers to love you...now, that’s the trick.

You know, like when you look in the mirror and the thing you see is not the thing as it really is.

As far as all of our identities are dependent on how other people imagine us we are all making ourselves and each other up all the time

I worked hard to meet his eyes, even though they were the kind of pretty that's hard to look at.