"But she did leave." Jace smirks, looking at him. "She probably felt bad for you afterwards and thought that you wouldn't be able to do that with another person again because of lack of talent."
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