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1 " I loved everything about her, and I didn't care how dark she got. If anything it was what I loved the most, the veil of pain that fell across her face most of the day, and all of the night. "
― , How It Feels
2 " Because it was all I wanted to fucking know. It was all I wanted to know in this fucking world: where did the beautiful boys go? Where did the beautiful boys go? Where the hell did they go? "
3 " Where did my friend go? Was there a place they all gathered, the lost and self destructive? Was there a room they put them in? Necks burnt with rope or holes in their skulls. Beach-water bloated. I will know this at the end of my conversation with life. I will speak and laugh until my tongue falls out and then I will know this. I will know because he will tell me when I see him. How will I enter the theatre? With a hole in my head or exploded by sea. Wrists. "
4 " I had no idea how free we were. That's how free I was. "
5 " What magic scale childhood does make of raw reality. "
6 " We were the wrong age for love and yet it was all we could think about. "
7 " It is easy to jump out of the village, move to the cities, and spend your time poking fun at the little places we hail from and their routine ways, but deep down inside you know that's where the real people are, the truly decent souls, and you fight and fight to deny it, until you need them so bad it hurts." p.223Brendan..... I get it! "
8 " But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space Tommy had left in her, she wanted me to fill it. And I couldn't. She looked too young and too scared. almost like she didn't really want it either, she just needed it. I couldn't stick it in and fuck her pain away. I did not know how to fuck at all, let alone as therapy. "
9 " On the way up Telopea Avenue she picked a rose off a tree and asked me why I didn't think to pick it off and give it to her. 'I simply didn't notice the plant,' I said. She picked the petals off the thing as we walked, leaving a melodramatic trail of broken romance behind us. "
10 " Family and friends, as a notion, were a warped insinuation of a living death, and beleiving this had lead me here, to face a life without it. "
11 " Limitless honesty and insight jetting out of my skull down my veins into the keyboard and away. I unraveled all the entrails of my fears and movements, my dream-life and my life-life, and she replied with such detail and compassion I simply could not tell her enough. "
