"I would love to be with you. I would love to love you, but I can't now. And standing right where I am right this moment, I am willing to wait three years."

See what the little fucker has to say to me the night before I go on a date?

Max is coming over in about an hour. I'm excited but...well, me and Steven talked for awhile last night. You can see what much of the conversation was like from the above statement. I shouldn't believe half of what he says. He's prepared to wait three years so that he can be with me. He's saving his fucking virginity! God. I don't know anything anymore...Max is great, Steven agrees he's great, and wants me to be with him. But the fact is, I'm really fucking unstable right now, what with Steven being around. As long as he's there, I don't know how prepared I'll be to let myself fall for someone new. You can't have a relationship work if, from the very beginning, one of the persons involved is unstable. And baby, I'm unstable.

"Sometimes it's like someone took a knife / Baby edgy and dull / And cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul"