California Girl, Schooling in Philadelphia, trying to make sense of this crazy fucked up world we live in, while running a tip top blog
Franky: Oh, that’s right, just run away!
Nick: I wish I fucking could! But I can’t. ‘Cause you’re in here. And here. And part of me would give anything for you to just disappear, just be fucking.. gone. There’s a tiny part… The rest of me… the rest of me would take even this, even this shit feeling right now, over any other feeling about any other girl, because, compared to this, I haven’t felt a single fucking thing in my life.
Franky: Shut up.
Nick: I love you Franky. I do.