“I’m full of shit, okay? No I’m… I’m *knowingly* full of shit. Because, uh… because uh, uh… I have… I have *never* cared about anybody or anything in my entire life. And the thing is, everybody just kind of accepted that. Like, “That’s just Jamie.” And then you!… Jesus. *You*. You. You didn’t see me that way. I have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough. Until I met you. And then you made me believe it, too. So, uh… unfortunately… I need you. And you need me.”
— Love & Other Drugs.