Autor: Bret Easton Ellis
- "Guys my age are idiots," she says, turning around. "Guys my age are awful."
- "I have news for you," I say, leaning into her. "So are guys my age."
This is supposed to be part of the appeal: keep everything young and soft, keep everything on the surface, even with the knowledge that the surface fades can't be held together forever - Take advantage before the expiration date appears in the nearing distance.
I'm remembering the person who warned me about how the world has to be a place where no one is interested in your questions and that if you're alone nothing bad can happen to you.