We've a bond, haven't we, Goaty? Fellow victims. Partners in survival. Though God knows what my mum will say If I try and take him home...

I'm sorry about these two," Mike told the waitress. "Just so you know, I'll be embarrassed with you."
"It's just that we haven't seen each other since summmer camp," Becky said.
"And we'd formed such a bond playing wily tricks on our camp counselors," Felix said.
"Remember how you replaced Miss Pepper's shampoo with liquid Jell-O and turned her hair green?"
"It was sheer genius when you stretched cling film over all the toilet seats."
"Oh." The waitress turned to Mike, as if to address the only sane member of the group. "So, are ya'll ready to eat now, or are you waiting for your date to arrive?"
Mike played with the menu. "Actually, she's my date."
"These are my two husbands," Becky said. "We're from Utah. You know, Mormom.

Love is born in fire, is planted like a seed Love cannot give you everything, but it gives you what you need

Ah, but you're the insidious type--Jane Eyre with of touch of Becky Sharp. A thoroughly dangerous girl.

The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from Hell.

If you really loved her, you'd kiss her tears and bumps and bruises the same way you kiss her lips. You'd stand by her side when she's at her absolute worsts and doesn't think she deserves it. Real love is hard and messy and painful. Real love is sticking around when the ugly parts make you want to run away.