»Cinderella Story.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Austin: Sam! Okay, I know you think that I'm just some... Sam: Coward? Phony? Austin: Okay, just listen. Sam: No, you listen. You turned out to be exactly who I thought you were. I never pretended to be somebody else. It's been me all along. And it was me who was hurt in front of everybody. Look, I didn't come here to yell at you, okay? I came to tell you that I know what it feels like to be afraid to show who you are. I was, but I'm not anymore. And the thing is, I really don't care what people think about me... because I believe in myself. And I know that things are gonna be okay. But even though I have no family, and no job, and no money for college... it's you that I feel sorry for. David: Heads up! Yo, five minutes. Austin: I'm coming! Sam: I know that guy that sent those emails is somewhere inside of you, but I can't wait for him... because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing.
[walks away] Austin: SAM!
[punches locker]
Sam's Dad: Never let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game.
Sam: Sometimes, fantasies are better than reality.
Austin: I can be surrounded by a sea of people and still feel all alone... Then I think of you.
words spilled @ 1:53 AM /
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