“I don’t even want a boyfriend. I just want someone who wants to hang out all the time and thinks I’m the best person in the world and wants to have sex with only me. And it makes me feel very stupid to tell you this. It makes me sound like a girl who wants to go to brunch and I really don’t want to go to brunch. I don’t want you to like, sit on the couch while I shop or like even meet my friends. I don’t even want that, okay? But I also don’t want to share a sex partner with a girl who seems to have asked for a picture of your dick. And I don’t really see you hearing me, and I don’t really see you changing. So, I just summed it up. And I’m sorry I didn’t figure it out sooner. And you must think I’m stupider than you thought I was already. But consider it a testament to your charms. Because you might not know this, but you’re very, very charming. And I really care about you. And I don’t want to anymore because it feels too shitty for me.”

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Hannah Horvath, Girls (2012)

(Source: vacantvision, via tongue-splitter)