
Meredith: Your choice? It’s simple. Her or me. And I’m sure she’s really great, but, I love you. In a really, really big, “pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window,” unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me. Choose me. Love me.
Awww. I’ve always loved this scene. She...poured her heart and soul, and
city where every color is a shade of gray.
me…” Words that I randomly shout.. all day. haha