LIAR

We need to talk.
Fine yeah sure no don’t say anything I GET THE PICTURE!
See the thing is…
Get on with it babe, break my heart
I love you but..
But. BUT. Wtf man how can you have a fuckin ‘but’, you just told me that you loved me!
I can’t take this anymore.
Can’t take what anymore? Is the fact that I’m in love with you and that my every breath sings your name too much for you?
Is that it?!
It’s.. it’s too much. It’s killing me.
It’s killing you?! Are you crazy? The fact that you’re every word is like a hammer to my heart is obviously ‘killing me’!
You’re special.
Why would you let me go if I’m special?
I need time to think.
TIME TO THINK!! You need ‘time to think’ when you know for a fact that I would die for you with just the snap of your finger.
I’m a puppet. You are my master. And. You. Don’t. Want. Me.
I need space.
So what haan, now im ‘crowding you’?! goddamn you! When you wanted to kiss me and hold me and hear my voice at unearthly hours, you didn’t need any ‘space’ then. Why now?
Maybe I just need to be single right now. You’re getting too serious. I mean…I’m only 16.
And I’m hundred fuckin million.
I think we should take a break. Possibly for good.
Murder is a sin.
I still really like you though.
Yeah sure, but obviously not enough. And guess what I don’t ‘like you’. Im ‘in fuckin love’ with you. Bit of a difference there.
We could still be friends.
When you were little, did you ever put your hand into a bright shimmering candle flame just to see what it felt like? It burns. Like hell. Multiply that by trillion and the pain of a thousand knives kissing your blood. Feels like that.



You promised me my life. Among other things.
But you lied.