bret_easton_ellis – Page 2 – blackandwhiteandcolours

Did it matter?

But they relented

I was a mystery, an enigma, and that was what mattered

I’m not listening to anything

We thought it might work

I’m suddenly gripping the iron railing

The icy air so cold it shimmers

I don’t want to think of where she might be at this moment

Yeah, I think it’s real too

I’m sitting in the back seat drunk and I shrug

But the words just don’t come out

I tell myself that it really wasn’t that bad last night