Don't you hate me?
What?
You don't?
Huh.
You're just as crazy as I am.
Are the demons as loud for you?
Is your head as messed up as mine is?
What?
It is?
Huh.
You know what?
I love you.
And the weirdest part is...
I think you love me back.
We're equally messed up.
But two halves of a heart make a whole one.
We can rebuild each other.