When something seems too perfect, it’s usually anything but.
You’re the only person who really knows who I am and still likes me anyway.[to Luther]
Sometimes men are unredeemable s***s.
Same thing that always happens. I made a wish, and it came true, and I couldn’t take it back.[Luther: What happened?]
You don’t get to blame your problems on anyone but yourself.
People don’t want apologies. They want confessions. They want you to stand there and list all the shitty ways you’ve hurt them so they know you understand.