Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
I miss her the way I missed our loft after we moved in seventh grade: sharply, and then not at all.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
His skin smelled like soap and subway,
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
- There are no bad thoughts, only bad actions.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
He walked me to the subway, and I headed to the airport, teary-eyed. I was myself again, and I didn’t like it.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
I’ve told the story to myself in different variations—there are a few versions of it rattling around in my memory, even though the nature of events is that they only happen once and in one way.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
This relationship culminated in the worst trip to Los Angeles ever seen outside of a David Lynch film.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
I didn’t tell Jonah I was a virgin, just that I hadn’t done it “that much.” I was sure I had already broken my hymen in high school while crawling over a fence in Brooklyn in pursuit of a cat that didn’t want to be rescued.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
I looked at pictures of cute things on the Internet and inspected my bikini line for exciting ingrown hairs.
Lena Dunham • Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She’s Learned
He called me terrible names when I broke up with him for a Puerto Rican named Joe with a tattoo that said mom in Comic Sans.