“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you look like an accident.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
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