All I Want Is Everything by Cecily von Ziegesar Read Free Book Online Page B

Death.
    It was the perfect beginning of a poem to Vanessa. It was
his secret. And that was true, Dan was half in love with death, the way they made a chimney
smoked, rarely ate and drank buckets of coffee. Vanessa is the left. She kept the alive.
    Dan picked up the pen again and tried to think of a more
poetic sucista to write the same thing as Keats had written, but different. But even if
working a lot, he could not think of another way of saying the same cosia that was at least nice.
Instead, he read the next issue of proof.
    We discussed in class the various meanings of the symbolic
creature similar to humans Frankster of Mary Shelley. But what Frankster mean to you?
    Dan looked at the plate Output in bright red on the door of
the gym, thinking. He always felt very scary Frankster, ms also very beautiful in some
way. Frankenstein did not want to hurt anyone, but could not avoid - was a monster. In a way,
was as the love and wonderful horrible, terrifying and liberating, creepy and sad, all at
the same time.
    Tremendous creative energy, Dan pa'gina turned the blank on
the back of a sheet of blue book and wrote to Vanessa again on top of the page. Then wrote
the first verse: You're my Frankenstein.
    Oh, well. Want to know how was the second verse?
     
    Vanessa was sitting in the back of the auditorium of
Constance Billard School doing the same proof of history of Serena.
    We discussed in class the various meanings of the symbolic
creature similar to humans Frankster of Mary Shelley. But what Frankster mean to you?
    Dan looked at the plate Output in bright red on the door of
the gym, thinking. He always felt very scary Frankster, ms also very beautiful in some
way. Frankenstein did not want to hurt anyone, but could not avoid - was a monster. In a way,
was as the love and wonderful horrible, terrifying and liberating, creepy and sad, all at
the same time.
    Tremendous creative energy, Dan pa'gina turned the blank on
the back of a sheet of blue book and wrote to Vanessa again on top of the page. Then wrote
the first verse: You're my Frankenstein.
    Oh, well. Want to know how was the second verse?
    Vanessa was sitting in the back of the auditorium of
Constance Billard School doing the same proof of history of Serena. He had finished the race 45
minutes earlier and now. while plugged Members of the class were still around Serena
workers as bees around the queen just because Serena had been photographed with that tasteless and
illiterate musical singer of a band of the weekend, Vanessa was tracing the route of a
movie about the city that she hoped to deliver University of New York as part of its proposal.
Fuck the Page Six. Would document the real life that rolava in the city, the really
interesting things that happen right under the nose of people while they are occupied by reading the
Page Six.Primeiro, she wanted to wake before dawn and shot the fishermen coming to the port
to deliver the fish the FIDH Fulton Market. The smell of fish on sick leave, but one
thing was perfect: it could follow the journey of a fish from the boat to the market, which
would be sold by type so, 65 cents per kilo, and some of the uptown restaurant where he would
be served encrusted of pistachio with red potatoes and wild mushroom butter from the dish for
$ 29. An anorexic twice divorced from Park Avenue to ask, would give only a few
nibble and then the rest of the dish would be thrown away.
    It was exactly the kind of irony that Vanessa loved: a
bittersweet irony. She was pessimistic and Dan was a romantic, and she could not
understand why Dan had spun so disturbed with sex. For her, the more Dan and the more he
hoped the oversized sex, writing poems about it and losing sleep for concern, most were for
the disappointment. But she could not find a delicate way to do it see it unless it and tie up
his clothes off. What it is bad idea.
    Vanessa smiled to herself and the thoughts turned to film.
    After the fish market she wanted to spend the day with