“I don't need you to tell me I'm not well, though I don't really know what's wrong with me; I think I'm five times healthier than you are.”

“I don't think you could've picked a better time to tell me you love me than tonight. So I'm happy you waited.”

“I'm smiling because I know perfectly well what I am and I honestly don't give a damn what you think of me”

“Don't tell me what I'm doing; I don't want to know.”

“I don't know what shit you're working though but I know its there. I know you'd rather not even acknowledge it and definitely don't want me to be a part of the process. I don't care. Princess, this is happening between you and me.""What, exactly, do you mean by 'this'? You fucking me?" I snapped..." Yeah. Me fucking you. In your bed, on your couch, in my bed and anywhere else I can think of. I'm gonna do you on your back, on your knees and you're gonna ride me. And when I've exhausted you and you don't have those fucking shields up, I'm gonna make you talk to me and tell me what this shit is about and then, maybe, I can help you with it.”

“Tell me I'm a sinner I got news for youI spoke to God this morning and he don't like you!Don't you try and teach me no original sin;I don't need your pity for the shape I'm in”