Kate

“but I was disappointed nonetheless, because he’d made me a mixtape—an actual burned CD with the artists and song titles printed neatly on a sheet of accompanying notebook paper. That is the kind of thing that signifies the possibility of true love. I’ve been accused often over the years of not being romantic, but here is where it all oozes out: a list of songs felt by you and presented to me, rendering me flushed and swooning and poring over song lyrics to determine their hidden meaning.”
― Samantha Irby, We Are Never Meeting in Real Life.