“if my dad finds out about this he will kill me himself.”

“since when does anyone need a reason to pistol whip mickey?”

“i guess the good thing about falling for mickey milkovich is you can always find someone better.”

“you’re a fucking pussy.”

sometimes in the blue shadows of evening, i give way to tender feelings. i go into a garden, smelling the fragrance of spring with my poor monstrous nose, and watch [a man and a woman] two men strolling together in the moonlight. i think how much i, too, would like to be walking arm in arm with a [woman] man, under the moon. i let myself be carried away, i forget myself - and then i suddenly see the shadow of my profile on the garden wall.

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