Twin, sagging is seriously lame. It's so cliched gang-wannabe circa 1990s. Hotties should just say no to it.

But she loves me. Me. Just the way I am.

No, my young apprentice. You said the exact right thing. Again. I'm just laughing at life."
"Why?" he asked, opening both his eyes.
"Because sometimes it's either laugh or cry. I prefer laugh. How about you?

And when you love someone you don’t always see them realistically.

I'm here because she's here, and she belongs to me. ~Rephaim

I don’t want any of this. I just want to be what I was before you showed up here and all hell broke loose. I want to be popular and dating the hottest guy in school. Now I’m none of those things, and I’m a human who has scary visions and don’t know what to do about any of it.