L for Love, L for Leave;
W for wonderful, W for wound.
今天又捉见一个谎言。第一次发现的时候很痛，像是真心被甩在地上踩的感觉，等到被你反复踩得稀巴烂的时候，果然就什么都感觉不到了。
"Sam: Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing?
Charlie: We accept the love we think we deserve."