I want to live life on my own terms.
There's a point when you have to stop fightin' the whole world.
Outward appearances mean everything.
And right this second I want to live in ignorant bliss.
When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]
[about her offer of a Swedish massage] Alex: You're not Swedish. Brittany: Yeah, well, neither are you. So if I do it wrong you'll never know the difference.