A True Boyfriend would do the following:
Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything
Tease her and let her tease you back.
Stay up all night with her.
Watch her favorite movie with her.
Give her the world.
Let her wear your clothes.
When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.
Let her know she's important.
Kiss her in the pouring rain.
When she runs up at you crying.. the first thing you say is..
"Who's ass am i beating today baby?"
Chuck: Happiness is not on the menu.
Gossip Girl: S's new boy's name is -- oh, who cares?
Gossip Girl: Here's an inside tip, Little J the faster you rise, the harder you fall. Hope that Hello Kitty sleeping bag doubles as a parachute.
Blair: You don't grant birthday wishes, do you?
Priest: I'm a priest, not a genie.
Blair: Chuck. You know that I adore all of Gods creatures and the metaphors that they inspire. But, those butterflies? Have got to be murdered.
Nate: I just don't get it, I organized everything the way she likes it. I mean, I even made sure sure my bow tie matched her dress.
Chuck: Like the book says, she's just not that into you.
Blair: Serena is so grateful because she likes to see the best in people. Me? I like to see the truth.
Blair: Aren't you bored already? I can't avoid Nate forever.
Chuck: Excuse me. I didn't say "forever". Just until the sight of the two of you together doesn't turn my stomach.
Blair: And when would that be?
Isn't there someone else you could torture?
Chuck:Probably. But I choose you.
And you what they say: the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else... xoxo Gossip Girl.
Gossip Girl:No that's not a tear in my eye, it's just allergies.
Blair:Hey Cinderella. I think you dropped this at the ball. I hate secrets more than anything, you know that. Friends don't lie, and we're friends, right?
Blair:Why don't you take a picture? It lasts longer..
Blair: So do you. Do you... like me?
Chuck: Define like.
Blair: Do you like me?
Chuck: Define like
Blair: *laughs* Youve got to be kidding, I do not believe this!
Chuck: How do you think I feel? I haven't slept! I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach... fluttering
Blair: Butterflies? Oh no ... no no no, this is not happening! ... Chuck, you know that I adore all of god's creatures and the metaphors that they inspire. But those butterflies, have got to be murdered.