Laura

“Sometimes you really don’t understand me, do you?” “No,” the gunslinger whispers. “Sometimes I don’t.” “Then I’ll elucidate. There are people who need people to need them. The reason you don’t understand is because you’re not one of those people. You’d use me and then toss me away like a paper bag if that’s what it came down to. God fucked you, my friend. You’re just smart enough so it would hurt you to do that, and just hard enough so you’d go ahead and do it anyway.”
― Anonymous