eternal sunshine of the spotless mind sentence starters.
change pronouns as needed.
“today is a holiday invented by greeting card companies to make people feel like crap.”
“i’m not an impulsive person.”
“i guess i just woke up in a funk this morning.”
“listen, i don’t feel very well today.”
“sand is overrated. it’s just tiny little rocks.”
“if only i could meet someone new. i guess my chances of that happening are somewhat diminished seeing that i’m incapable of making eye contact with a person i don’t know.”
“why do i fall in love with every person i see who shows me the least bit of affection?”
“i would have thought i would’ve remembered you.”
“how many hair colors could there be? fifty, maybe.”
“well, you don’t know me, so ... ”
“no jokes about my name.”
“i’m a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.”
“oh, now i’m nice? don’t you know any other adjectives?”
“i don’t need ‘nice’. i don’t need myself to be it, and i don’t need anybody else to be it at me.”
“i’m sorry i yelled at you. i’m a little out of sorts today.”
“my embarrassing admission is, i really like that you’re nice right now. i mean, i can’t tell from one moment to the next what i’m gonna like, but right now ... i’m glad you are.”
“you’re not a stalker or anything, right?”
“that’s the oldest trick in the stalker book.”
“i’m sorry if i came off sort of nutso. i’m not, really.”
“you’re kinda closed-mouthed, aren’t you?”
“i’m always anxious, thinking i’m not living my life to the fullest, taking advantage of every possibility, making sure i’m not wasting one second of the little time i have.”
“i’ll pack a picnic. a night picnic. night picnics are different.”
“i would like you to call me. would you do that?”
“wish me a happy valentine’s day when you call!”
“can i come over to your house to sleep? i’m so tired.”
“what’s your brilliant, reasoned solution?”
“this is a hoax, right?”
“she’s like that. she’s impulsive. she decided to erase you almost as a lark.”
“we want to empty your home, we want to empty your life, of [ NAME ].”
“when you awake in the morning, you’ll find yourself in your own bed as if nothing happened; a new life waiting for you.”
“just focus on the memories.”
“this place is sort of a dump, don’t you think?”
“we gotta very long night ahead of us. come on.”
“i kinda sorta wrecked your car.”
“don’t call me pathetic.”
“well, it is pathetic. it’s fucking irresponsible. could’ve killed somebody.”
“maybe you did kill somebody. should we turn on the news and see?”
“you’re freaked out because i was out late without you.”
“i assume you fucked somebody tonight. isn’t that how you get people to like you?”
“i like [ NAME ]. i like when she comes to visit. i just don’t think she likes me.”
“[ NAME ], let me drive you home. look at it out here! it’s falling apart!”
“i can’t believe you did this to me. goddammit.”
“by morning you’ll be gone! the perfect ending to this piece-of-shit story!”
“you stole a girl’s panties!”
“i’m fucking crawling out of my skin!”
“i can’t hear you. i can never the fuck understand what you’re saying.”
“blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders. that’s nietzsche. beyond good and evil.”
“you don’t tell me things. i’m an open book, i tell you everything. every damn embarrassing thing.”
“constantly talking isn’t necessarily communication.”
“people have to share things. that’s what intimacy is.”
“i’m really pissed that you said that to me.”
“hey, would you do me a favor and clean the goddamn hair off the soap when you’re done in the shower?”
“where’s the self-help section?”
“do you think i’m ugly?”
“you look at a baby, and it’s so pure and so free, and so clean. and adults are, like, this mess of sadness and phobias.”
“i feel like i’m disappearing. my skin’s coming off! i’m getting old!”
“i could die right now, [ NAME ]. i’m just happy. i’ve never felt that before. i’m just exactly where i want.”
“am i ugly? when i was a kid, i thought i was. i can’t believe i’m crying already.”
“let me keep this memory. just this one.”
“don’t make me run anymore.”
“i need it to stop before i wake up and i don’t know you anymore.”
“you know me. i’m impulsive.”
“that’s what i love about you.”
“would you hate me if i asked you to clean some string beans?”
“oh my god, i love this kitchen.”
“no one ever looks at me.”
“i would die for a vodka.”
“this is sort of warped.”
“i just said that i don’t know what to do.”
“now, look, you’re freaking me out.”
“i don’t want him to see me stoned.”
“hide me somewhere deeper, somewhere really buried.”
“hide me in your humiliation.”
“i’m just gonna ask you in the morning.”
“i wish i knew you when i was a kid.”
“i’m telling you right off the bat, i’m high maintenance.”
“too many guys think i’m a concept, or i complete them, or i’m gonna make them alive. but i’m just a fucked-up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind. don’t assign me yours.”
“i still thought you were gonna save my life, even after that.”
“it would be different if we could just give it another go around.”
“remember me. try your best.”
“it was so intimate. like we were already lovers.”
“i think your name is magical.”
“i really should go. i’ve gotta catch my ride.”
“i thought maybe you were a nut. you were exciting.”
“i wish you’d stayed.”
“i wish i stayed too.”
“you looked happy. happy with a secret.”
“i feel like you’re mad at me, and i don’t know what i did.”
“i love you so much. i’ll do anything to make you happy.”
“i’ve been thinking lately, how i was before and how i am now, and it’s like he changed me. i feel like i’m always pissy now.”
“i don’t like myself when i’m with him.”
“the bloom is certainly fucking off the rose at this point.”
“i’m not perfect.”
“i can’t see anything that i don’t like about you. right now i can’t.”
“i’ll get bored of you and feel trapped, because that’s what happens with me.”
