We accept the love we think we deserve.
Then why didn't you ever ask me out?
I,uh... I just didn't think you wanted that.
Well, what did you want?
I just wanted you to be happy.
Don't you get it, Charlie? I can't feel that. It's really sweet and everything, but... You can just sit there and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. I don't want to be somebody's crush. I want people to like the real me.
I know who you are, Sam. I... I know I'm quiet and I know I should speak more. But if you knew the things that... that were in my heart most of the time you'd know what it really meant. How much we're alike. And how we've been through the same things. And you're not small. You are beautiful.
This paragraph made me cry.
It's always like this, having a crush on someone. I think he's so beautiful, and I don't deserve it. Obviously I have never owned it for a second, but it is like a lovelorn 10,000 times.
He wasn't waiting for me like Sam was waiting for Charlie to come and ask her out.
And these are just wishful thinking.
I don't have friends, and I've controlled myself not to fantasize, so I've become even more lifeless.
I can answer Dickens and Box office too, but what's the point? I'm also the one who knows the answer but is too afraid to raise my hand. Also, I don't know what I'm afraid of.
So, this is a healing movie, but I am still in a world of inferiority complex and autism, which has not changed.
View more about The Perks of Being a Wallflower reviews
