gosh i love this show

i care about you. i care about you, and im not gonna go crazy, and im not gonna try and kill myself. and im not gonna stop caring about you, no matter how hard you push me away. i care about you, and i know you care about me too.

admit it, admit that you care about me too, i know you do... and i care about you, i care about you, i care about you, i care about you, i care about you, i...

you made an assumption, you decided i did something. you didnt ask. you didnt hang around to talk. i am your [bestfriend] and you didnt give me the benefit of the doubt. so you know what... i cant forgive you either.

I: i can say hail mary's, until i turn to mary, but i still miss you. not the sex, it was not tragic george, but ill live without it. i wont make it if you cant be my friend.

G: what you did today, you should be proud. i get an orderly to take you downstairs... i have to go. understand.

to that certain someone. no not you. the other one.

honestly, you can go fuck yourself. dumb ass bitch.

i cant keep checking up on you anymore. as much as id love to know what you're doing... if you're happy... i cant help but feel disturbed at the fact that you're happiness is non-related and independent of me.

you can break my heart in a few sentences.

sadly, it doesnt look like we'll ever be friends again. it will be too hard. too complicated. after all, ive seen you naked.

but ill wait for that call, or text message, when you can tolerate seeing my face without wanting to fuck it, or stab it.

secretly you miss me too. i know this for sure.