I'm telling Dexter about the boy at the movie store, the way he's so skinny and stooped, how he tells me about movies-we like the same ones!-and how I despaired of finding someone who likes the same movies as me; let alone a sad eyed, tubercular looking emoboy in a too big sweater. I am a sucker for that facade and when he looked at me over Double
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see when I first started reading your journal I was convinced I had met Viva. then I was thrilled that you hadn't read Namedropper yet because you weren't just modeling yourself after her. but now that you've read it you can be her and it's even better. I love it.
I do have a disturbing habit of wanting people I know to become my favorite literary characters...
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