straight up, not cool
I'm not different. you're just doing it again and looking to blame me.
don't you realize how familiar this all is? you're cycling back, doing what you ALWAYS do.
the infamous shut out, the bit where you get bored, the part where you don't need someone anymore so you just go away.
you're not changing and you'll never change. full of empty words about soulmates and being friends forever and me being important and blah blah blah.
why is it that boys ALWAYS get me with the word "important?" it snags me every time.
you're disappointing and I hope you realize that this one is all on you, kid.
"after my first beheading, I tied that sucker back on with a string and I guess I'm pretty different now, considering."