She is a person who will never truly be happy in one place.
There is something really terrible about not being in control. It’s the reason people fear flying or love.
She had loved something once. In time, when we could speak to one another, she would love me.
She really had the sadness down. She was mod, if mod is a thing that prostitutes are. She wore a white vinyl dress and white go-go boots; the rest of her was an advertisement for long black hair and long black eyelashes.