The guy thought he was Mick Jagger. I felt bad for him.

I'm afraid. I know L. I don't want you to get hurt. I won't. What if you do. I'll wait for you. Even if I'm dark? Even if you're very very dark.

Aw, come on. I barely speak English, unless we're talking about the Lowcountry kind.

The lonely reality of the truth-that the most important person in your life suddenly ceased to exist. Which on a bad day meant maybe she had never existed at all. And on a good day, there was the other fear. That even if you were a hundred percent sure she had been there, maybe you were the only one who cared or remembered.

It’s funny how you can live somewhere your whole life, but not really see it.

Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.

words same as always same as nothing when nothing is the same