“Her voice makes me think of her mouth makes me think of her breath makes me think of her breasts.”
“I think her flaws make me love her even more. She's not perfect, but she's perfect to me”
“Was that pity? I think it was. No wonder, I even pity myself. Will the pity make her love me? Make her take me home with her and look after me like the plant? Fucking bastard smug plant.”
“Occasionally her tongue darts out between her lips, which makes me think of a snake, or Jared Leto during a television interview.”
“Me being in love with a girl and wanting her to be with me, doing what I need to do to make her stay with me; it affects no one, yet it’s terrifying to people and they think you’re a monster.”
“I think she is beautiful, but in a way that is not friendly, like in a way that just makes me want her to be mine.”