“I’m not a pessimist, I’m just thinking about how she said, ‘I love you,’ while I was having a panic attack and how that means she’s probably a liar and how she’ll likely cut off her own nose to prove me wrong and how then she won’t smell my pheromones and how then we’ll both die of lesbian bed death.”

“I’m not a pessimist, I’m just thinking about how she said, ‘I love you,’ while I was having a panic attack and how that means she’s probably a liar and how she’ll likely cut off her own nose to prove me wrong and how then she won’t smell my pheromones and how then we’ll both die of lesbian bed death.”

— Andrea Gibson