you’re bleeding, you big, dumb pudding!
get up and tend to yourself.
i don’t think i handled it very well, but i didn’t understand what was going on.
i think he’s cut his losses.
i want to try and be a whole person before it’s too late to.
i don’t want to fight with you. i only want to live my own life.
kids don’t even know their actions really, actually, hurt other people.
people don’t get better, they just get smarter.
when you get smarter, you don’t stop pulling the wings off flies–you just think of better reasons for doing it.
you’ve overestimated my box-office appeal.
i don’t like to be tricked.
i think it’s the craziest goddamn thing i ever heard.
i never figured you for an establishment pawn.
i shouldn’t be giving advice. i’m not very good at it.
do you people think you can just go on tricking me forever? i know who you go around with.
i did a not-so-good thing today.
doesn’t sound a bit like you.
i hated him, but i was scared, too.
what did that sad, silly bitch ever do to you?
when did you start making all these big moral decisions?
i wish she’d taken her goddamn holy joe routine and stuff it straight up her ass.
seventy-four assigned detentions. twenty of those have been for harassment of misfit pupils, i might add.
you can’t get away with a cheap gimmick like that.
i’m afraid a reprimand will not be sufficient.
i don’t want to be vindictive.
you spawn of the devil. why was i so cursed?
too many people are dead.
i’ve wanted to meet you for some time now.
nobody wants to believe it, not even now.
you didn’t have to hear all the words to know what was going on.
i wanted to cry but it was too real to cry about.
my mother told her our yard was our yard and I’d go out and dance the hootchie-kootchie buck naked if that was her pleasure and mine.
hand me that little brush there.
how in the hell did you talk me into this?
the other girls. did they really laugh at her?
you wouldn’t expect a trick like that from (name).
do you plan to talk to them?
the whole family was strange.
someone’s going to come with rotten apples, or something.
he always looked mean. and you didn’t meet his eyes, not ever.
there are times where i wonder if i might’ve caused it.
my mother, well, she tried to be polite, but her temper is so quick.
they laughed at me. threw things. they always laughed.
i suppose it was the trampoline.
yes, okay, if you say so. good. fine.
do you need a ride? we can call a cab, if you need one.
she thinks they’re for lipstick.
i’m sure she’ll be alright.