Can she locate the moment she went dead inside? Does she remember the year it took to become that way? The fades, the dissolves, the rewritten scenes, all the things you wipe away——I now want to explain these things to her but I know I never will, the most important one being: I never liked anyone and I’m afraid of people.

— Imperial Bedrooms by Bret Easton Ellis (via aarrmm)
18 ♥ / 11 December, 2011 / Source: aarrmm
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