“Ally… You have no fucking clue, do you?” “About what?” “You’re my person, remember? You get the real me. You’re the only person who does. I have more fun spending the night at home with you than attending a party. You’re the one person in this world that makes me feel understood. I can tell you things. Things I can’t tell others. With you, I can relax and be me without feeling like I need to perform.”
