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23.4.15

eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

- Joely?
- Yeah Tangerine?
- Am I ugly?
- Uh-uh.
- When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
- [he kisses her] You're pretty.
- Joely, don't ever leave me.
- You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty... I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
- But you will.


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