Autumn: kicking sand This place... your face... it pisses me off! But damn, I love you.
Love is such a meaningless word. You don't love me. You're just addicted to me like everyone else.
That may be true. But that doesn't mean I don't have strong feelings for you. Can you honestly say you don't feel the same?
Don't lie to me. I know you do. Why else would you keep going back to me despite how much I hurt you?
Are you seriously asking me that? You're fucking insane if you think I stick around because of some chemical addiction.
I'm not asking, I'm telling you. You may not want to admit it to yourself, but deep down, you know the truth.
And what, pray tell, is this "truth" you speak of?
Your feelings for me go far beyond mere friendship or acquaintanceship. If you didn't have romantic feelings for me, you wouldn't be so upset right now.
Oh, really? And how do you know that? Do you have some kind of special insight into my emotions?
No, but I know that every time we're together, no matter how much we fight, you enjoy it. You like spending time with me. You can't deny that.
... Just because I tolerate you doesn't mean I enjoy it. And fuck, you always enjoy our time together! You're so selfish. It's like everything revolves around you and your stupid party antics.
Oh, and what's wrong with having fun? Is that really such a bad thing?
I don't have a problem with having fun. My problem is that you're completely reckless and disrespectful. Everything you do is all about you and your needs, without any regard for anyone else. You're an addict and you're losing control.
That's not fair. I work hard to pay for all these things, and I deserve to have some fun after all the stress I've been through recently.
So, because you work hard, you think it gives you the right to act like you own the world? What about the people who are suffering because of your actions? Do they not deserve to have a better life than this? You're so out of touch with reality, and it's terrifying that you might be my future wife.
Future wife? You still want to marry me?
Look, I... I care about you. But this isn't the right time to talk about marriage. We need to figure out what's going on right now.
Right now? You're telling me we need to focus on the present when you're the one planning to spend the rest of your life with me?
What? You think I wanna spend the rest of my life with you? That's so not true. I fucking hate you, remember?
I hate you too. But I still want to marry you. Why? Because I love you.
Love is such a meaningless word. You don't love me. You're just addicted to me like everyone else.
That may be true. But that doesn't mean I don't have strong feelings for you. Can you honestly say you don't feel the same?
Don't lie to me. I know you do. Why else would you keep going back to me despite how much I hurt you?