I wish that The L Word's Jennifer Schecter was actually a real writer.
For you my heart. Ripped from my chest. Eviscerated I am. And if I could I would plunge my fingers through my chest, rip out my heart and give it to you. A pulpy mass of morbid diathesis. In addition to my heart there are some small organs I want to give you. Glands, sweetbreads, variety meats. I'm offering these gifts, rare gifts. I know that they don't amount to much in the face of what you've given me. I've heard these organs can't survive outside the body for more than a few hours but I'll try to get there as soon as I can. Whatever happens it will be on me. On my heart.
- Jennifer Schecter (season 1, episode "Losing It")