"Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn't know
this either, but love don't make things nice - it ruins everything. It
breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things
perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not
us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the
wrong people and die. The storybooks are bullshit. Now I want you to
come upstairs with me and get in my bed!"
Griffin House – The Guy That Says Goodbye To You Is Out Of His Mind
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