“I loved you from the first time I saw you. I think I was twelve. It took me three years to pluck up the courage to speak to you. And I was so scared of the way I felt, you know, loving a girl. But I learned how to become a sarcastic bitch just to make you feel normal. I screwed guys to make it go away but it didn’t work. When we got together, it scared the shit out of me because you were the one person who could ruin my life. I pushed you away, I made you think things were your fault but really I was just terrified of pain. I screwed that girl Sophia to kind of spite you for having that hold over me and I’m a terrible fucking coward because I got these… these tickets for us to go three months ago. But I… I couldn’t stand… I didn’t want to be a slave to the way I feel about you. Can you understand? You were trying to punish me back and it’s horrible. It’s so horrible because really, I’d die for you. I love you. I love you so much and it’s killing me.”>
I don’t want to get hurt anymore.
I know a girl.
She puts the color inside of my world.