Do you have any idea how rare love is? In a thousand years, I have found it but twice, and when I have, I have honored it.
I don't trust easily, so when I tell you I trust you, don't make me regret it.
I don't love men that love other women. I think more of myself then that.
She feels lonely all the time, she wants to be accepted, by anyone, on any terms, but she feels apart. As if nobody who really got to know her would trust her.