You know what I love? People who lie. People who speak half-truths and quarter-truths and sometimes ten-and-a-fourth-truths. All those ugly, stupid people. People who compare you to a summer's day or a flower because "they love you."

"Well, I love you, too."

"I love you lots and lots. I promise you." And you should believe me because I tell you. Not because I SHOW YOU with actions or because I do anything for you. Just believe me because I will spend a "minute and a half" every now and then to give you a "two-thirds-truth" that suggests something about the way you look or the way you make me feel. I'll maybe writte a paragraph and a "half" so that you understand, so you look at me and think," Yes. I believe."

Do you believe? Because I don't.

Oh, you're so "special"! You're so GOD DAMN "SPECIAL"! But you're only SPECIAL right NOW because I SAID you were so freaking SPECIAL. And in a few days or weeks or months or "minutes" when I decide you're not special you "won't be". YOU'RE not special, "I am". I'm special because I can lie to you. Get it? And you believe it. You trust me so much and you love me so much that you will believe.

And you know what I "hate"?

People who believe.