You make me feel alone.

“You know," she says. "You're still alive. I don't know how many different ways …”

“...We’re working with paint today and I pick the easel next to Jake’s. It thril…”

“I take a deep breath. It smells suspiciously like bullshit in here.”

“Except forget it happened on Monday, right? And I can kiss you, but I don't kno…”