“My Margiela flats came in the mail today. They fit me perfectly but they don't change me. I don't want to walk in the rain. It seems so boring, the distance between my house and CVS. There's too much time and nothing to fill it with except my thoughts and music but I'm tired of music.”
“Men get mad when you write about them and it's like... I'm cementing your name in history through all of time or until the cloud or wherever this is all stored stops working.”
most relatable (i have been there one time): “Then I tried to steal a book from Sovereign House but I didn't want any of them.”
I’ve always been terribly afraid of deep introspection—certain I wouldn’t like what I’d find. Thankfully, Greta has no such fear. She examines every corner of her emotional psyche and lays it bare on the page. By the end, I felt I knew her better than anyone.