You look perfect
I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. I’ve lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted until the dark became my world and I could see. I’m partial to air conditioning. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others. You’re a killer. I catch killers. You look…perfect.
This man is a knight in shining armor. I’m really more an apartment person. I’m going to tell you something that I’ve never told anyone before. I’m partial to air conditioning. Finding a needle in a haystack isn’t hard when every straw is computerized. I’m thinking two circus clowns dancing. You? Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment. I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo.