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And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn’t.

 THE PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER

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Younger people than me are on TV and getting paid and winning scholarships and getting their lives in order. I'm still a nobody.

When am I going to not be a nobody? 

IT'S KIND OF A FUNNY STORY

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Isn't it ironic?

We ignore the ones that adore us, adore the ones that ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones who love us.

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I do my thing, and you do your thing.  I am I, and you are you,  and if in the end, we end up together,  it's beautiful. 

-TOPANGA BOY MEETS WORLD 

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“You know what it’s all about, Nick?”

“What what’s all about?”

“It, Nick. What it’s all about.”

“No.”

“The Beatles.”

“What about The Beatles?”

“They nailed it.”

“Nailed what?”

“Everything.”

“What do you mean?”

Dev takes his arm and puts it right against mine, skin to skin, sweat to sweat, touch on touch. Then he glides his hand into mine and intertwines our fingers.

“This,” he says. “This is why The Beatles got it.”

“I’m afraid I’m not following…”

“Other bands, it’s about sex. Or pain. Or some fantasy. But The Beatles, they knew what they were doing. You know the reason The Beatles made it so big?”

“What?”

“‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’. First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That’s what everyone wants. Not 24-7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years. Not a Porsche or a blow job or a million-dollar crib. No. They wanna hold your hand. They have such a feeling that they can’t hide. Every single successful love song of the past fifty years can be traced back to ‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand’. And every single successful love story has those unbearable and unbearably exciting moments of hand-holding. Trust me. I’ve thought a lot about this.”

“‘I Wanna Hold Your Hand,’” I repeat.

“And so you are, my friend. So you are.”

-NICK AND NORAH'S INFINITE PLAYLIST WRITTEN BY RACHEL COHN & DAVID LEVITHAN

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If only I’d thought of the right words  I could have held on to your heart. If only I’d thought of the right words I wouldn’t be breaking apart.

 -PICTURES OF YOU THE CURE

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You've found my writing. You've found my passion. My friend, you've found me. 

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