I want the deepest, darkest, sickest parts of you that you are afraid to share with anyone because I love you that much.

People have a hard time accepting anything that overwhelms them.

It's very tiring having other people tell you how much they dig you if you yourself don't dig you.

We love the things we love for what they are.

I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.

It's nice to be included in people's fantasies but you also like to be accepted for your own sake.