moosic is my religion.

Infatuation is like.
Baby, you should paint my love.


You are so annoyingly weird! I swear, I don't know why I even like you sometimes! You probably even know that I like you. But then you tease me to Mr Potter and my exes! From my analysis of men from before, when they tease you, it means they like you but you! Omg. You are so different.

Because I know you just want sex. Oh, but not from me, right? Cos I'm one of the guys.

And I don't even know if I'm your type.

Your brother said I was. But then again, maybe your brother is screwing around with me.

So why the hell am I wasting my time with you?