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"You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love 'til it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other 'til it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it."

What a great line. I kinda wish I could have a torrid romance. Lasts a few months. Or a few years. It can end in a horrible, emotionally scarring wreck. Or not. It would be better than the emotion-Lite(tm) I've been feeling for the past few years. I can't get passionate about anyone or anything. Is it me? Or have I just not found the person/thing to light a fire in me?