everything is a version of something else.
how can one man be so endlessly disappointing?
i just wanna know.
why?
because i want to know everything. because i’m a lunatic
i don’t love you anymore.
since when?
now, just now. i don’t wanna lie and i can’t tell the truth so it’s over. too late. i don’t love you anymore. goodbye. here’s the truth so now you can hate me.
