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I'd bang your brains out. With a baseball bat, you sick fuck.

Because You Are My World

If the end of the world really is coming, hold me.

Not because I'm afraid.

Or sad. Or worried. Or anything. Just hold me.

I'll tell you I love you as our arms wrap around each other.

Closing my eyes, I'll hope to hear the same from you. But you don't have to say it. You just have to hold me.

Please.

Because if the end of the world really is coming, I'd want to be with you.

ohhh yeah. It's the truth.

sfhdsakjgdsgh! piss.

God, ain't it the truth.

Sad thing is, you can still love someone, and be wrong for them.

Elvis Presley

fucking right.

Sometimes, I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.

Good Will Hunting

Dude, really.

Yes. Yes. And yes.

I don't believe in love.

But if I did, I would tell you that I love you.

Fucking right.

it's like letting the air out of a balloon.