“All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully.”
“Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.”
“I want to be bullied.But in again and you'll pay.""She... wants to be bullied...?”
“Memory fades, memory adjusts, memory conforms to what we think we remember.”
“I listened to them fade away till all I could hear was my memory of the sound.”
“Despite the post-it note with her phone number on it, shes already little more than a fading memory. They all are.”