Wednesday, May 28, 2008
"The first time we made out, I knew he was going to break my heart.
"By the second time, I knew I was going to let him."
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"What are you looking for?"
"Answers."
"Answers to what?"
"To life."
...
"What are you looking for?"
"Answers."
"Answers to what?"
"To death."
...
"What are you looking for?"
"Answers."
"Answers to what?"
"To me."
(laughs) "But Sara, there aren't any books of you in the library."
(silence) "I know.
(pauses again)"Books are useless for the most important answers."
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Funny, a year and a half into hating the subject, the theatre, falling asleep reading greek and fidgitting during lecture-discussions and dragging myself to plays in an attempt to blend in to the cohort because I just hated being there while they still had the love. A year and a half too late, and I'm finally starting to love the theatre.
Posted by nayrakroarual at 7:28 PM
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