Okay, good enough.
"I'm sure all your friends thought..."
"It's my job..."
"She doesn't know..."
"I'm not going to encourage..."
Wow. Every single day you take something else away from me. Pushes me farther away, you hear me?
And then you turn around and make me feel like a dumb shit.
I cant be myself without you getting embarassed.
And worst of all
I cant get a paper cut without you pouring lemon juice in it.
I hope you're happy.
And I think... in two years... I think I'll try defying gravity.
On my own.