LEXIE: Are you really gay? Like, how gay are you? On a scale of 1 to gay? ‘Cause that’s my boyfriend in the shower. My hot, hot, naked boyfriend and I… How gay are you?
CALLIE: I’m sorry. It’s… I’ve known Mark a while and… But, I’ll try not to do that again. The naked in the shower thing.
LEXIE: Or, the you half naked in the hallway thing. Cause, cause even if you really are gay. He’s not, and you’re hot.
CALLIE: He doesn’t look at my boobs anymore. The first thing he used to look at when I walked into anywhere, was my boobs. He doesn’t look anymore. Not since he met you.
“You died in my arms! You freakin died, and then you left instructions that I wasn’t allowed to save your life. You wanna know what I’m scared of? I’m scared of everything. I’m scared to move. I’m scared to breathe. I’m scared to touch you. I can’t lose you. I won’t survive. And that’s your fault. You made me love you, you made me let you in. And then you freaking died in my arms.”
“The human life is made up of choices. Yes or no. In or out. Up or down. And then there are the choices that matter. Love or hate. To be a hero or to be a coward. To fight or to give in. To live. Or die. Live or die. That’s the important choice. And it’s not always in our hands.”
Brush back your hair and look around you
Feeling like the truth has found you here
You’re here with me ♫
Rising up slowly, we’re getting higher
I’ve been living with a hole in my heart
Weighing down on me, but I’m a fighter
Baby, we’ve still got a shot in the dark ♫
