Prozac Nation Page #2

Each treatment hit him

as a blinding white light...

...and therein lies his genius.

To embrace

his own psychic carnage...

...and create some of the greatest

rock 'n' roll the world has ever heard.

I feel his cold embrace...

...his sly caress.

Lying in my room for days on end.

Everything cold, dark, silvery.

I'm scared he'll take me back to

the depths of my own twisted desire...

...to a place I'm too afraid to go to

because maybe I'll never escape.

I'll bet you got thousands at home.

Cigarette packs,

with tiny, little writing on them.

Your life story?

Diary? No?

Come on, this is killing me.

It's an assignment.

You're the most conscientious

student at Harvard.

It's a music review.

I'm trying to start a music

column for The Crimson.

That's great.

You wanna do some X?

You've never done X.

Acid goes to your head, right?

X goes to your heart.

Hey.

You okay?

What are you doing in here?

Oh, no.

Do you wanna go back inside?

There's a guy out there.

I think he's looking for you.

His voice comes to me

under the covers.

"Come here, baby. " He' inside

of me, where no one else has been...

...in my dark and secret place.

I let him take me there...

...but then my fear returns.

I want him to stop.

How do you think it feels?

And when do you think it stops?

I don't want him in control.

I want him to be gone.

I want him not to exist.

I mean, let' face it.

"Lou Reed should be dead. "

It's great.

You gonna sleep with me tonight?

Don't say I didn't warn you.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- It means don't say I didn't warn you.

Great.

I've been wanting so badly

for sex to happen the right way...

...with the right person,

at the right time, in the right place.

- It wasn't any big deal.

- When is it, though?

- It should've been.

- Well, at least he's good-looking.

It was my first time.

Yeah, sure.

No, I'm serious.

Are you kidding me?

It's true.

No way, I don't believe you.

I figured I should start having sex

like a normal 19-year-old.

I happen to think

this calls for celebration.

- We could have a party.

- A party?

It was meant to be subtle...

...but of course...

Elizabeth, this is great.

Such a wild idea.

Everyone got it.

Only not everyone was so pleased.

I wish I'd have thought

of something like this.

Thanks.

I love your dress.

Hey.

How can you take something private

and turn it into something public?

It wasn't private to begin with.

- It was good. It was interesting.

- Interesting?

I just mean it wasn't about me.

You know, it wasn't special.

It was just sex.

Okay, that's cool.

You don't look cool with it.

I'd been saving my virginity

for someone who truly loves me...

...who really knows the inside of me.

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