The truth? You want the truth. Okay. Here it is: I’m in love with you. Your laugh, your smile. I love the way you say my name; even the way you look at me makes me freak out with little butterflies. So, maybe I don’t deserve you. But guess what? I don’t really care. There’s the truth.

Tell a girl she’s beautiful and she’ll believe it for a moment. Tell a girl she’s worthless, and she’ll believe it for the rest of her life.