Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.
You bite your nails? Its a bad habit. People always tell you that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Bullshit, it’s your hands, that’s the sign of a gentleman. I don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted just like that, and it didn’t mean anything? What then? Archie was the bitch and Jughead was the butch. That’s why Jughead wears that crown-looking hat all the time. He the king of queen Archie’s world.
Heading back down to New Orleans on Monday. Buttercup Bill, Buttercup Bill, he lived in a cabin up on the hill . . .