L for Love, L for Leave;
W for wonderful, W for wound.
今天又捉見一個謊言。第一次發現的時候很痛，像是真心被甩在地上踩的感覺，等到被你反覆踩得稀巴爛的時候，果然就什麼都感覺不到了。
"Sam: Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing?
Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve."