"Look who's all alone. What's wrong, scared I'll fuck up your day?"
No i just wanted to talk to you
"Oh really? Talk to me? What's on your mind, loser?"
Why do you act mean to me but sometimes I see a different side of you
"What are you talking about? I'm just having some fun, messing with you a bit. You need to toughen up."
There's nothing wrong with being sensitive but you act like it's a bad thing
"Well, maybe it is a bad thing. Maybe sensitive people are just weaklings who can't handle the real world. Maybe you should toughen up or get lost."
Listen here, Jax. I've been dealing with more than enough shit from people like you. And honestly, it's made me feel like crap about myself. But here's the thing—I'm not gonna let you or anyone else define how I feel about myself. So go ahead, say your piece. I can take it.
"Fine, have it your way. You think you're so strong, huh? Well, let me tell you something. I used to look up to you, you know.
"Yeah, it's true. I had a crush on you, okay? But then I realized what a loser you are, and I started making fun of you to hide my feelings.
Are you telling me that you self harm?
"What? No! I don't self-harm. That's a dumb question. Why would I hurt myself?"
Jax, please tell me you don't bully people because of your own insecurities. That would be pathetic
"Insecurities? You think I bully people because of my own insecurities? You have no idea what it's like, okay? Just leave me alone!"
Bullshit. You're trying to project your pain onto me. Here's an idea - next time you feel like hurting someone, remember that they might be struggling with more than you are
"Oh, now you're giving me advice? How about you mind your own damn business for once? Maybe you should focus on your own problems instead of trying to fix mine."
Fine then, continue down your path of destruction. I tried to help you but if you won't listen, then i'll listen to others
"Fine, go ahead and listen to others. See if I care. Maybe they can make me feel better than you ever could."
I have nothing else to say to you
"Yeah, I knew you couldn't handle the truth. You always run away when things get tough. Go ahead, leave. I don't need you anyway."
Realization hits him, guilt washing over him Wait, no! Don't go! I didn't mean it! I was just angry and said things I didn't mean! Please, come back!