I hate how famous people only hang out with other famous people like I could be your best friend but I have no talents what so ever so u don’t know me
Throughout this run I’ve come to recognize these common reactions, and eventually understand them without resentment. Yet somehow, each time I enter the stage, as I’m faced with the audience who laughs or sneers, I’m struck with the loneliness that I can only imagine a woman like Curley’s wife must feel — the desperation for conversation, respect, and above all, dignity. Each time, I’m caught off-guard when I lose it.
[BREAKS DOWN YOUR DOOR]
TELL ME I’M A SCREWED UP MESS
[KICKS OVER A CHAIR]
THAT I NEVER LISTEN LISTEN
[SMASHES A LAMP]
TELL ME YOU DON’T WANT MY KISS
[RIPS MY HAIR OUT BY THE ROOTS]
THAT YOU NEED YOUR DISTANCE DISTANCE
seriously though, how cool would it be to have that one best friend that’s like your other half and you can literally talk about everything and they’ll completely understand you and not judge you.