What is the real question is not whether to be, but how to be?
I don't know how to be a friend. I don't know how to be anything.
Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.
Willem, I suspect deep down you know exactly why you're here, exactly what you want, but you're unwilling to the wanting, let alone the having. Because both of those propositions are terrifying.
Pictures can be pretty deceptive.
I needed to hate someone and you’re the one I love the most, so it fell on you.