won't fight you if you don't fight me. Maybe we can even try the whole friends thing? You know, like having someone around to talk to?" "Why?" "Because you're the only person I've ever met that's more fucked up than me. Because we talk the same language." He flopped back on the grass and looked up at the stars. "Because this shit fucking world keeps trying to rip me apart and make me dissolve into nothing, and I've never met anyone else who can understand the way I have to fight that every single fucking day. Except you."
