A thing must be loved, before it is loveable. What a beautiful idea. Learning to love yourself is good and all... But I find sometimes, you just can't be that during and you need someone else to do it for you.

"Every morning just the same since the morning that we came, to this poor provincial town."

You're an interesting boy, believing that the heart is for anything other than pumping blood. Besides, out doesn't matter what you think about me. You don't matter at all