I chuckle back and shake my head at her, "Well that's good, but I would have tried to change for you, sunshine. If that's what you wanted, I would have."
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
I love her dearly, but I can’t live with her for a day without feeling my whole life is wasting away. — Miss Kenton, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro