Sometimes I'm amazing. Sometimes I'm a Dark Willow that wants to destroy the world.

I stand with you too!

I hear you.

I am the child of an alcoholic.

So I discriminate. Sue me.

Fair point.

Every time I see one of these "Brooklyn" Girls in my neighborhood in BedStuy I think, "Go back to Connecticut."

Isn't there also a rumor (that maybe I started in my friend circle) about how he was suspected of arson. He tried to burn down the house that the kid's mother was living in and didn't check to see if either the kid or his mother were home at the time before setting the blaze.

Oh no! Don't feel like a hated freak. Didn't mean to make you feel that way.

I'd totally go on a date like this with you.

Exactly.

Right?

I once went on a date with a girl (to The Met) who, after I confronted her about wandering away from me during the date (as in, she'd be rooms away and I spent most of the date having to track her down), admitted that she "just didn't like art."

I just. uhm. Let me just. Wait.

Yes!

Bad table manners and poor tipping.

I am willing to admit my total crush on Kennedy.

Well, we have seen what he has to offer.

I don't care what side of history Huckles thinks he's on. I want to be FIRMLY on the other side.

Dear Fish,