I sigh, smoothing her hair back, "You were my first. In every way. Nic though... Well, I definitely didn't expect him to meet someone like Jackie before he was 25. He slept around like it was going out of style. Ick."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind