Wait, seriously? ‘Cause I thought we were joking about the whole piercings thing as a whole. Doesn’t seem like your kind of thing.
There’s a difference when you’re blind. You can’t even see the girls making out. It’s a disappointment, really. Besides, it’s you. You’re like… one of my best friends. That’s kind of weird.

Well, I don’t know. It sounds sort of intriguing. I wish I could know what it looks like so that I could make a more educated decision.
You laugh gently at Dave’s comment.
Yeah, I guess, but you can’t even see the girls in the first place, nor can I. Sexuality is sort of different without sight; one has to rely on other more auditory and tactile cues. Actually, that’s just generally true about blindness.
You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...