MJ swung an arm around Kitty and mussed her hair. "Oh, it can be nice," she said, giving Kitty a one-armed hug. "It can be real nice. It's nice to... I don't know. It's nice to have someone to wake up with in the morning, someone who's good to you... but it just hurts all the more when they're not good to you... or when you're not good to them. There's a lot of pain. There's a lot of..." She snorted. "Melodrama. Everything is this big, huge, end-of-the-world deal sometimes and it's like, how do you go on taking all these feelings that are just so huge?"
Shrugging, she smoothed Kitty's hair from where she'd messed it up. "I mean, that's... that's how it feels when it's right. When it's not, it's just... I dunno. A whole lot of effort and pressure and nothing comes out of it." She hesitated for a second, dwelled on what she'd said, and then laughed helplessly. "I'm really----I shouldn't be talking. I'm probably the worst person to talk about relationships and boyfriends or anything like that. Seriously. The worst. If I thought you were going to end up in my boat, with the things that've happened to me, I would tell you to run for the hills and go join a nunnery or... I don't think Jewish people have nuns, but anyway, the point is, I'd say just keep on the way you're going because you're bound for a lot of fuckups and some of them aren't necessarily the, y'know, good kind that don't kill you but end up making you stronger."