This is a quote i rather liked from a fantastic book i just read called The Catcher in the Rye.
I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even 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.
Ain't that the truth? It maybe a little trival teenage sorta thing, but just some of the small
pretty things that happen, be it a look, kiss, hug all these small little notions that just make everything so different, but good, i guess?
you never know where the hell you are is the perfect summation, i think
Maybe i am a little trivial or something about this, but these small things always do spur things for me and do little weird things for me with a lot of different girls.
