She knocked me out. I mean it. I was half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, eve if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
The Catcher in the Rye - Pg 73
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