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I don't understand. One minute he's happy, then he's not. And he doesn't tell me anything ever. I mean, you're supposed to tell your girlfriend things. That's the whole point of having a girlfriend, isn't it? And I'm so tired of fighting. Or not even fighting because he won't fight. He just gets mad and disappears and then comes back and I don't like how I feel and I don't like what I do. I don't wanna feel like this, I don't wanna sit around wondering when we're going to talk, if he's mad, why he's mad. I hate this. I really, really -  but I don't even know if  he's mad at me. I don't know anything because he won't talk. He just sulks then disappears, and just when you're through with him, he shows up at hockey games with Distiller tickets.

LORELAI: Distiller tickets? What Distiller tickets?

RORY: Oh, that's right, you don't know about that because I didn't tell you because I was embarrassed because I didn't wanna be that girl and you don't want me to be that girl, but after the hockey game, I was that girl.

LORELAI: What girl? Help me, drag me along, honey.

RORY: The girl who lets her boyfriend treat her like dirt and then lies to her mom about it.

LORELAI: Okay, you need a breath here

praise the lords för eftermiddags tv.
gilmore girls i mitt hjärta. <3

( & ja, jag och p är fortfarande ihop )