Everything's a lot tougher when it's for real. That's when you choke. When it's for real.
"We fall in love too easily...Or we fall in love with the same boy or girl who was tortured alongside us. We spend our lives with the person who has the same scars in the same places. We make love with the person whose open wounds snap into ours like LEGO pieces. And then, of course, we rage at our neediness...Does any of this sound like love?"