The Virgin Suicides

collective memories of the times we hadn’t experienced; we felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colours went together. We knew that girls were really women in disguise and that they understood love and even death; and our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them .We knew that they knew everything about us and that we couldnt [even] fathom them at all  – VS