Bret Easton Ellis

My skin seems darker because of the candlelight and I notice how good the haircut I got at Gio's last Wednesday looks.

everybody hates their job, I hate my job, you’ve told me you hate yours.

Hip my friend, very hip.”

for Christ sakes—you can get dyslexia from pussy—”

m having a Coke with someone named Ben Affleck while Jamiroquai plays over the sound system in the cavernous club we’re all lost in and Gabé Doppelt just has to introduce me to Bjork and I have to pose with Giorgio Armani and he’s hugging me as if we go a long way back and he’s wearing a navy-blue crew-neck T-shirt, a navy cashmere sweater, navy corduroy jeans and a giant Jaeger-Le Coultre Reverso wristwatch.

I buy Lesbian Vibrator Bitches and Cunt on Cunt

I think about Courtney’s legs, spread and wrapped around my face, and when I look over at Luis in one brief, flashing moment his head looks like a talking vagina and it scares the bejesus out of me, moves me to say something while mopping the sweat off my brow.