"Oh so now I don't know you huh? You are so god damn anal--don't you dare giggle--about your CDs that you sit up all night fixing your entire fucking collection everytime Dom and Billy fuck with them!
"You hate the strawberries and you hack and weeze everytime you try to eat a pear--which you keep doing for some reason and you pop your knuckles so much I want to break your hands sometimes just to get you to stop! You call Hannah every night and you can recite every line of Star Wars and I swear to god your are the biggest geek in the world sometimes but for some reason... for some stupid, insane reason I put up with you."
"Oh, you put up with me? Well thank you Mr. Bloom, you're such a good, kind, gracious man to do that, why if it weren't for you I don't know what I would do! Except maybe not be standing in the middle of the fucking road in the middle of god damn mother fucking New Zealand at two in the fucking morning, when I have make-up in three fucking hours, FIGHTING WITH THE BIGGEST DOUCHE-BAG I'VE EVER MET!"
"That's right, scream louder, maybe we'll get arrested. That's the way to solve things. Lijah I... argh, god. Deep breath, deep breath..."
"Stop talking to yourself fuck-head I'm right here! Yell at me, call me names, do something but don't fucking try to block this out!"
"I'm trying to calm down. I don't want to scream at you anymore. I'm not asking you to come running out of the closet done-up in drag or anything I just... God I can't get my thoughts in order, I sound like fucking idiot."
"And that's different how?"
"You know that whole insulting humor thing you do when you wanna be an ass? Now is not the fucking time man! Okay. I, I, do you know what it feels like to be someone's experiement? To have your feelings toyed with that badly? I was the best man at one of my ex-boyfriend's wedding. Do you have any idea what that feels like? To care about someone, deeply, and then for that person to turn around after eight fucking months and tell you 'hey, it's been fun but it turns out you aren't my type after all?' It hurts man! I don't-- if you did that to me I would never be able to forgive you. I'm not that nice of a guy, and I just don't have it in me to do that anymore. Not again."
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"You hate the strawberries and you hack and weeze everytime you try to eat a pear--which you keep doing for some reason and you pop your knuckles so much I want to break your hands sometimes just to get you to stop! You call Hannah every night and you can recite every line of Star Wars and I swear to god your are the biggest geek in the world sometimes but for some reason... for some stupid, insane reason I put up with you."
"Oh, you put up with me? Well thank you Mr. Bloom, you're such a good, kind, gracious man to do that, why if it weren't for you I don't know what I would do! Except maybe not be standing in the middle of the fucking road in the middle of god damn mother fucking New Zealand at two in the fucking morning, when I have make-up in three fucking hours, FIGHTING WITH THE BIGGEST DOUCHE-BAG I'VE EVER MET!"
"That's right, scream louder, maybe we'll get arrested. That's the way to solve things. Lijah I... argh, god. Deep breath, deep breath..."
"Stop talking to yourself fuck-head I'm right here! Yell at me, call me names, do something but don't fucking try to block this out!"
"I'm trying to calm down. I don't want to scream at you anymore. I'm not asking you to come running out of the closet done-up in drag or anything I just... God I can't get my thoughts in order, I sound like fucking idiot."
"And that's different how?"
"You know that whole insulting humor thing you do when you wanna be an ass? Now is not the fucking time man! Okay. I, I, do you know what it feels like to be someone's experiement? To have your feelings toyed with that badly? I was the best man at one of my ex-boyfriend's wedding. Do you have any idea what that feels like? To care about someone, deeply, and then for that person to turn around after eight fucking months and tell you 'hey, it's been fun but it turns out you aren't my type after all?' It hurts man! I don't-- if you did that to me I would never be able to forgive you. I'm not that nice of a guy, and I just don't have it in me to do that anymore. Not again."