adventures of mascarah.
I've just begun a new decade. Sigh.
I have always wanted to be "a writer" but I'm lost somewhere in the prologue...whittling away at a story I may never tell.
Likes: pop culture. my chihuahua. architecture. modern art. elizabeth street. contemporary designer apparel. food. travel. foreign films. speakeasys. live music. politics. hot sauce. surprises. running in the rain. strangers. wednesdays. fearlessness...and 100s of other random things... maybe even you.
A southerner by birth, northerner by the grace of God, I'm simply a nyc gal who is lost somewhere on my constant exploration of the city and the life,love, and pursuit found within it.
If you are so inclined... sap {at} lifelovepursuit.com
I have always wanted to be "a writer" but I'm lost somewhere in the prologue...whittling away at a story I may never tell.
Likes: pop culture. my chihuahua. architecture. modern art. elizabeth street. contemporary designer apparel. food. travel. foreign films. speakeasys. live music. politics. hot sauce. surprises. running in the rain. strangers. wednesdays. fearlessness...and 100s of other random things... maybe even you.
A southerner by birth, northerner by the grace of God, I'm simply a nyc gal who is lost somewhere on my constant exploration of the city and the life,love, and pursuit found within it.
If you are so inclined... sap {at} lifelovepursuit.com
- Peggy: Why are you still here, Trudy must be worried?
- Pete: What is it with you? You never let me talk about what I want to talk about.
- Peggy: Well, what do you want to talk about?
- Pete: About what you said about the truth...Can I tell you the truth?
- Peggy: Why wouldn't you?
- Pete: You make it so hard.
- Peggy: What are you talking about?
- Pete: You. (pause) I've been thinking about everything that's going on. And who would care if I was gone? I mean, Trudy would care but she doesn't know me. But you do. And I know you. And I think you're perfect.
- Peggy: I'm not perfect Pete.
- Pete: Yes you are. I wish I'd picked you then.
- Peggy: Pete.
- Pete: I love you. And I want to be with you. What? Didn't you know that?
- Peggy: Pete. I could've had you in my life forever if I wanted to.
- Pete: What do you mean.
- Peggy: I could've had you. I could've shamed you into being with me. But I didn't want to.
- Pete: I don't understand.
- Peggy: You got me pregnant. I had a baby and I gave it away.
- Pete: What?
- Peggy: I had your baby. And I gave it away.
- Pete: Are you serious? You can't be serious.
- Peggy: I wanted other things.
- Pete: I don't understand.
- Peggy: Well one day you're there and then all of a sudden there's less of you. And you wonder where that part went...if its living somewhere ,outside of you, and you keep thinking 'maybe you'll get it back' and then you realize, its just gone.
- Pete: Why would you tell me that?
- Peggy: I'm sorry Pete.
- [Best scene in Mad Men to date. This was so powerful, so relatable, so real. Perfection.]
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frostbites reblogged this from mascarah and added:
Completely and totally agree with Adventures of Mascarah on this one. Wow. Peggy:
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