[Farrah’s back in the Girl’s Locker Room again today. She bustles between the lockers and the bathroom, with her remaining bottles and cans of alcohol with her.
Her crying? It’s loud, and echoes well outside of the girl’s bathroom. Her voice, too, carries.]
I poured the bottle out Became myself again. That hopeless loser girl who no one understands, no one understands, no one——
Before the breakdown
[rip to all of Farrah’s alcohol. She pours it all down the toilet, crying all the way]
No one understands
No one stays.
[ Much later though—- after the funeral, after she’s cried and felt like she’s lost herself forever, she climbs the stairs and begins to explore. It doesn’t take long at all for her to clamber into a swimsuit, dive into the pool, and become a menace to the entire pool, with all the hooting and hollering and pool-toy throwing and water-gun squirting she’s doing.
If you come into the pool while Farrah’s in it, you’re gonna get splashed. ]
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Her crying? It’s loud, and echoes well outside of the girl’s bathroom. Her voice, too, carries.]
I poured the bottle out
Became myself again.
That hopeless loser girl who no one understands,
no one understands, no one——
Before the breakdown
[rip to all of Farrah’s alcohol. She pours it all down the toilet, crying all the way]
No one understands
No one stays.
[ Much later though—- after the funeral, after she’s cried and felt like she’s lost herself forever, she climbs the stairs and begins to explore. It doesn’t take long at all for her to clamber into a swimsuit, dive into the pool, and become a menace to the entire pool, with all the hooting and hollering and pool-toy throwing and water-gun squirting she’s doing.
If you come into the pool while Farrah’s in it, you’re gonna get splashed. ]