You and me, baby girl, we're too jaded. We just want mind-blowing sex with someone who knows we're fucked up and accepts it.

We knew our strengths and played up our assets. But we couldn't see what made us unique enough for someone to really love us.

I want there to be happily-ever-afters for the fucked-up crowd.

What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

You know how it is - some hot guys don't make your hormones go crazy, while some unattractive guys have massive sex appeal. This guy had it all.

I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.