I watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s almost every night before I go to bed. I can’t help it, it makes me feel some sort of way.
"You’re wrong. She is a phony. But on the other hand you’re right. She isn’t a phony because she’s a real phony. She believes all this crap she believes. You can’t talk her out of it."
I hope there’s someone out there wishing I cared about them the way I wish you cared about me.