all of stanley uris's lines ( It 1&2)

it chapter 2

(young stanley) what about me?

it's  summer, why not?

stanley uris speaking.

i'm sorry?

mike..god, sorry. yes, hi! i—i don't know why i didn't um...how long has it been? [laughs]

it's come back again, hasn't  it? that's why you're calling me?

[stammering] d—did you call the others? i mean, what—w—what if—what if they don't come? i mean—

um...well, i—i—yeah, i would need to do a few things, i—

[breathing heavily]

i swear, bill.

*fucking dies*

(young stanley) yeah, okay—can you maybe, not?

stop—

i broke it?

what?

so you don't get spiders stuck in your hair :D

d-do you guys think we'll all be friends? when we're older?

d-do any of your parents still hang out with their friends from middle school?

i mean— things might be different then.

we all might be different then.

reflecting on the words i just read, the word leshanot comes up a lot, which—means to-to change...to..transform, which makes sense—i guess, because today, i'm supposed to become a man. it's funny, though. everyone, i think, has some memories they're prouder of than others...right? and—maybe that's why change is so scary, because the things we wish we could leave behind—the whispers we wish we could silence—the nightmares we most wanna wake up from— the memories we wish we could change—the secrets we feel like we have to keep...are the hardest to walk away from. the good stuff?...the pictures in our mind that fade away the fastest? those pieces of you it feels the easiest to lose. maybe, i don't want to forget. maybe i-i-i-if that's what today is all about..forget it, right? u-uh-uh-uh today's the day i'm supposed to become a man, but i don't f-feel any different, i-i-i know i'm a loser..and no matter what, i always fucking will be.

AHHHHHHHHHHH!

i'd still be alive if it wasn't for you, bill.

richie...what's happening to me?

ah-ah-ahhh-ah

No they don't!

Dear losers, i know what this might seem like, but this isn't a suicide note.
You're probably wondering why i did what i did. It's because i knew i was too scared to go back. And if we weren't together...if all of us alive weren't united...i knew, we'd all die. So, i made the only logical move. I took myself off the board. Did it work? Well...if you're reading this...you know the answer. I lived my whole life afraid. Afraid of what would come next...Afraid of what i might leave behind...don't. Be who you wanna be. Be proud.

And if you find someone worth holding on to...never, ever, let them go.

Follow your own path, wherever that takes you.

Think of this letter as a promise...a promise I'm asking you to make.

S-see, the thing about being a loser is, you don't have anything to lose.

So, we're losers. And we always will be.