He wrote me a song. And it's lovely.
Lately I've been watching 80s films. They're wonderful. But I've come to a conclusion. Much as I enjoy John Hughes films I am increasingly certain that I could never be a John Hughes film. Years ago I thought perhaps I was The Breakfast Club. Only how could I possibly be The Breakfast Club? I'm certainly not Molly Ringwald and even though it really seems like I'm Ally Sheedy I could never give myself up in that way. I could never change everything about me to make a guy notice. So I'm not The Breakfast Club and when I first realized that it really bummed me out. I wanted everything to turn out okay and to write that witty letter at the end of the film to all the people in the world who see me in the simplest of terms. But that film is not me. It is put together too carefully and everything is too perfect. And nothing in my life is ever that careful or perfect.
But he wrote me a song. And it's lovely.
-The Dormouse
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