Oct 27, 2006 13:46
there's nothing i hate more than nothing
nothing keeps me up at night
i toss and turn over nothing
nothing could cause a great big fight
-Edie Brickell, "nothing"
"it was like sawdust, the unhappiness: it infiltrated everything, everything was a problem, everything made her cry - school, homework, boyfriends, the future, the lack of future, the uncertainty of future, fear of future, fear in general - but it was so hard to say exactly what the problem was in the first place."
Melanie Thernstrom, "the dead girl"