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Uh, I have this pain in my stomach,
Loneliness. And though you may be older and wiser,
You still find yourself scared of the dark. I'm crazy. That's what this is--craziness. You're not crazy. Then what is this?
What--what--what-what are you? I'm a dead man who loves you. This is my imagination.
I've always had a very active imagination.
Izzie, you touched me. I touched you when you were alive, and kissed you. Everything that's happening has haened. I'm--i'm reliving moments. This is just residual grief. All right, so I guess the only way to test it.
This was all me.
Is to do something. We never got a chance to do in real life. Are you here for me? I-i meant my--my trauma. I'm here for a possible appy. The ambulance is on its way in. Did you want to say something? H-how'd you beat the ambulance? I live across the street.
Your sofa sucks. I can't sleep. I never went to bed. You usually read on the bathroom floor? I didn't want to wake derek. These are my mother's journals.
From when she was a resident.
I thought we hated your mother. You know, I kinda think now,
Due to the catheter and the epidural?
If I wasn't her child, I would've liked her. I mean, she was funny and intense.