Yeah, I mean, you can be.. all of those things, but that’s just you. I’ve never been good at this love stuff, but I’m pretty sure that’s part of the whole thing. Loving everything about someone, even if it drives you crazy. I kinda like that you drive me crazy. With other girls it was too easy, you put me in my place.. I would be lying if I said I don’t dig it. It’s always been you, though. I mean, remember when you asked me if I loved you.. you know, in the hospital, after you had Beth? I never stopped after that, even if it seemed like it.
I should have said it first, but I didn’t want to give you another reason to leave, you know, if you didn’t feel the same way. I do love you, though, Quinn. Like, a lot.
Everyone’s always said I’m stupid, so I guess it’s true. I just know you really well. We’re more alike than we think, because calling your bluffs is easy when they’re just like mine.
A monkey? That’s really not sexy, babe.
Yeah, that kind of together. I’m ready for that, I want that.
You kind of drive me crazy at times too. With your inappropriate sexual pet names and general smartass remarks but I wouldn’t change that about you because it secretly turns me on. I always use to revel in the fact when you sang some song to another girl in glee your eyes would always fall on me at some point. And I always just knew you were trying to get across to me that it was me you really wanted to be singing too. I guess I haven’t been over you since Beth was born either.
I know you felt like you were walking on eggshells because of the hot mess I was. But you don’t have to worry about what you say anymore Ill think of more fitting punishments for you know the bedroom. Because I love you, like a lot and then some.
I guess we are. We’d both make really crappy poker players too.
What if I said you were a monkey I wanted to eat peanut butter off of, naked?