Kevin:If there’s one thing I’ve learned as a therapist is that just because something needs to be told, it doesn’t always mean that it needs to be heard.
Robin:Kevin, I did something bad.
Kevin:We’ve all done bad things, it doesn’t mean we’re bad people. Look, I don’t care about every detail from your past, and I hope you don’t care about mine either. What I do care about is you, and that from tonight forward, you’re in this as much I am. What do you think?
Robin:I’m such a mess. Why do you even like me?
Kevin:I am constantly amazed by the things you say, entranced by the things you do, and unlike a certain jalapeno-coconut-vodka-martini, you’re easy on the eyes. If we’re together long enough, I hope that one day you see yourself the way I see you.
Songs can just take you back, don’t they? Now I sorta get what people mean when they speak of a good hurt. So much baggage in life! But they’re part of who you are and the fact that they’re there proves that you didn’t waste your time. It doesn’t mean you aren’t okay. It actually means that you are dahil hindi ka walang kwentang taong walang natutunan.
You can’t feel anything that your heart don’t want to feel. I can’t tell you something that ain’t real. O the truth hurts, the lies worse. How can I give anymore, when I love you a little less than before? - Broken Strings, James Morrison