17 Quotes by Nicole Schubert

Then I stopped and he was looking at my hair, like maybe not even listening, and I blushed like a beet, which I hate. Beets, that is. I threw up once eating raw beets. Stupid. Why did I even do that? It's like eating raw potatoes. And Leo was staring and didn't seem to care about me being a speed-talking beet, like maybe he didn't hear a thing...and was mostly interested in my eyes and hair and how I got sauce on my cheek, which he wiped off.

Now I feel empty, hanging. Maybe this is what being chill girlfriend is. Never knowing what's next or what it means. Do I wait for the future? Or is the future now? Or is the past now? Or is now whatever I want it to be?

Love.
It is love.
I hope it is love.
Is it love?
Holding breath. Have been holding breath all week actually. A paralysis of hope.

Still trying to block Aunt Lauren out of my mind. Also trying to learn from her paranoia and jealousy like a true adult. While forgetting because it's too much.

I had a momentary fantasy lapse of me winning an Oscar for my short, him in the audience, me flirting during my acceptance speech, then him chasing me down after to say he was wrong and loves me, grabbing my face and kissing me. Which I promptly nipped in the bud with: BACK OFF, HOPE WEAVER!

But then all I could see was him seeing me. I got nervous. Was he looking at my nose? Did it look giant? Did I have food on my face? I couldn't breathe. I panicked. Because worse than the big nose and possible gook on face was that he could tell I cared. My heart naked and vulnerable.

Mike says the studio indulges Leo bc he's a magical starboy. He thinks Melanie puts up w/it bc it's a great credit bc everything Leo touches turns to gold. Maybe one day I'll turn to gold.

I work with funny and cute gossipy filmmakers, that are smart and nice like little garden gnomes (tho not Jena, she's tall, lean and more like Glenda the Good Witch, tho in a more judgey way), and who NOTICE THINGS LIKE LOVE! So they can gossip about it when not working on their movie!

Hector messaged: Love is beauty is a kaleidoscope of joy. Some days are just weird. That’s ok.