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here is a complete chapter of the book i'm reading (bret easton ellis bleakness centric)
it's The Rules of Attraction, which is my favourite book, and i've read it like 5 times now, and i read this bit on the train this morning and that's stuck in my head because it's really grim and sad and kind of pretty and upsetting...anyone else read it? anyone else think it's his best?
"I'm lying in warm water, in a bathtub in Sawtell. I'm doing this because I know I'll never have Him. I drag the razor firmly across the hot skin underwater and the flesh peels back quickly, blood jetting out, literally jetting out, from the bottom of my arm. I drag it across the other wrist jaggedly, up and down, and the water turns pink. When I lift my arm up, above water, blood gushes powerfully high and I have to place my wrist back under so I'm not splattered with it. I sit up, only slash at one ankle because the weakness drenches me and I lay back, the water turning impossibly red and then I start to dream, and I keep dreaming and it's then that I'm not sure this is really the thing to do. I can hear music coming from another house someplace and maybe I try to sing along with it, but, as usual, I find myself trying to get to the ending before it actually happens. Maybe I should have tried another route. The one that little man at the gas station at Phoenix advised, or shall I say urged me on to or oww - Guess what? No time. God jesus christ our my nothing savior"