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His masterpiece. How did it happen? One night, she was the new girl who smoked too much. The next, everything she did hit his eyes with psychedelic tenderness.
To be himself in this moment is unbearable—it’s too much responsibility.
Can you please be cool.” “I’m not ‘cool’? I’m sorry if I’m not ‘cool.’”
If Alicia’s death were real, it should alter everything else. After seeing his bloody and disfigured girlfriend on a stretcher, he should have taken a bloody and disfigured train home to a bloody and disfigured apartment. He should have entered their bedroom and discovered a pit spewing dark ash instead of Alicia’s unmatched socks in the same place they’d been that morning.
“She was always pointing out things I never would have noticed otherwise. And now, there will be this whole aspect of the world that is forever invisible to me.”
“There’s nothing inherently wrong with being angry.
“I’m talking about— I just feel like there’s a version of the life that I should be living that’s just out of reach, and it doesn’t make me as exhausted as this one does.”
Technically, I can do what I want, but it doesn’t really feel like freedom.
