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━ from various tv shows, part 30
there wasn’t any part of this that was mine.
were you a monster back then, or did you become one later?
how the fuck would you know if i’ll be fine?
you smell like a middle aged man.
you bring home trash, you get dirty.
we have to be nice to each other this time.
pictures are for things that are gone.
i don’t need a fucking reminder of what’s at stake.
if this is the end, then i want it to end with you.
we’ll be different, but we’ll still be us.
you have an interesting energy.
i’m too high to be having this conversation right now.
i’ve never been confused about the fact that i’m a piece of shit.
i think about you all the time. i don’t really know what to do with it.
you are fucking rough on yourself.
i love you. but sometimes i really hate you.
i’m doing everything right, it’s everything around me that’s all fucked up.
you’re calculating, but you’re naive.
it’s hard, you know? loving someone but hating them too.
i get plenty of fun all the time. it’s all that other relationship stuff i’m not into.
she is an evil, petty bitch and i fucking love her.
are you trying to avoid fucking me?
confidence will kill you if you’re walking blind.
i kind of like that you’re not perfect.
just because we have sex doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.
stay out of trouble. even dipshits need a holiday.
you saw something today, didn’t you? something that scared you.
great, you’re yelling at me again.
maybe i do overthink things.
it’s just fuckup after fuckup with you.
why are you being weird and thoughtful?
i like you, but you’re scary though.
i’ve seen your bedside manner.
you always think everyone’s in love with you.
i’ve never known you to give up on anything. except maybe me.
don’t worry about me, i don’t like it.
you’re already enough of an asshole without the sarcasm.
come on and hit me, you piece of shit.
you got to know what to be afraid of, when to be afraid of it, and you gotta know the difference.
you sound like me. i don’t like it.
being a woman is a prison.
i’m not okay, but i think you like me like this.
punchy’s my new baseline.
i’m digging my own grave. let me.
we’re friends because i’m fun and you’re boring.
i’m deadweight, and that’s bad news for a girl with wings.
i cannot exist with this secret anymore.
you’re not a bad person, you’re just not very good at being a mom.
unfortunately, my mother’s gonna live forever.
you aren’t the only family tragedy in this town.
some beautiful’s nice to look at. but some beautiful makes you feel like you’re flying.
i’m not stupid. i just don’t like answering stupid questions.
this job will fuck you up if you let it.
you’re terrifying for all kinds of reasons.
i’m only weird when i’m with you.
can we maybe talk about this when i’m in less pain?
tell me that it’s not because of me.
i had this exciting thing to focus on, now i just have myself.
i’m just so tired of being shocked by people i care about.
i have to be me. it has to be done with authenticity.
family’s a fucked up thing.
i don't wanna be your fucking friend. i want you.
this isn’t gonna work. not as long as you’re you and i’m me.
sometimes running away is the best thing you can do. sometimes it's not.
all heck is breaking loose around here.
i’m probably the worst person you know.
if that wasn’t rock bottom, i’m gonna be so pissed.
maybe i just don’t have any of the happy chemicals in my brain anymore.
they say that they don’t blame me for what happened but they look at me differently.
i just wish people would stop suffocating me about it.
are you worried about losing me, or are you scared of me?
i’m just so tired of being shocked by people i care about.
i’m just tired of tiptoeing around everyone else’s feelings all the time.
sorry, i got a monster headache for brains today.
yeah, caring. it’s a real problem.
yesterday, it wasn’t my best day. it was a bad day.
you’re too hot to be alone on valentine’s day.
i thought i’d never see people again, and look at me now.
tomorrow’s problems are for tomorrow.
you are where you do not belong.
i’ve been known to sing from time to time, when i got enough drink in me.
they’re all dead. my family’s dead.
we were just trying to see if you were good people.
you’re weak, pathetic, and there’s no room for you here.
you live with it by staying who you are, by not letting the bad things change you.
we all set out with the best intentions, but that doesn’t change what happened.
there’s a new enemy out there.
it does not matter that you’re sorry. it doesn’t matter.
it’s better to be with someone who loves you a little more than you love them.
the roads leading there are broken and dangerous.
how have you known me this long and you still have no game?
you seem to hate yourself so much.
i had a whole life. i remember.
i’m never gonna hate you.
you need to stop having conversations you shouldn’t be having.
what do you see when you dream, anyway?
we go through shit to get through shit.
i thought a lot about the last time we talked. and i was so pissed.
why do you always do this— take care of everyone but yourself?
so you’re saying i’m reckless?
if you can’t handle me, you can leave.
i think this is just what’s best for everyone.