“As long as I don’t give you a reason to love me, you shouldn’t.”
“You shouldn’t give a shit about what people are saying. I don’t.”
“I don’t understand why you don’t trust me. It’s not like you have a reason to not trust me. So, lend me some money, and let me give you the reason you were looking for to not trust me. Wouldn’t you rather be proved right than not lose money?”
“There are a ton of reasons why I shouldn’t be with you, but none are convincing enough to keep me from being here, tonight.”
“I'll give you a reason," I tell her, my voice raw. "I promise. If you give me the chance, I will give you a reason to be with me.”
“No?” She looked at him incredulously. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t chop him into worthless-bastard-themed confetti.”