“I bet He’s only sad for the part of me that belonged to Him.”
“He’s a year shorter than me, but he’s a foot younger. I love him like the brother of an only child.”
“He’s not lying. I can assure you, he’s part fish. Jacques Cousteau has nothing on him. Aquaman, either. (Solin)”
“The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks.”
“I love him. He’s not just a star, he’s the whole fucking sky to me.”
“Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That's my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.”