I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine.

Torture is not torture when there’s any hope of relief.

I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.

Girls are always talking about electricity in their romance, but none are too happy to actually be electrocuted, apparently. Bloody confusing, is what it is.

A handful of letters doesn't always make a word, love.

You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—

Time goes on even when we do not.