♡ the final girl ♡

it’s really inappropriate to jog around a graveyard.

the fact that your mind even goes there is beyond disturbing.

i’ve never really said how sorry i was.

they’re probably going to think we’re a couple.

i deserve to be happy. i am allowed to move on.

[name], you have to believe me.

look, i know it’s not really my place, but are you okay?

i can feel you judging my driving.

the main fucking problem here is that you don’t like me.

i think you know how to love better than any of us, that’s why you find it all so painful.

i love you, but i’m not sure that i like you all the time.

the only person i’d run through an airport for is you.

you don’t like answering questions, do you?

don’t make me an optimist, you will ruin my life.

you know, the worst thing is that i fucking love you.

i guess i’m just really fucking lonely.

i want someone to tell me how to live my life, because, so far, i think i’ve been getting it wrong.

i just really, really don’t want anyone to make a big deal out of this, okay?

we’re going to have sex, aren’t we?

don’t blame me for your bad choices.

i know i seem mental, but i’m fine.

you’re going to have to talk to me eventually.

i knew you wouldn’t give a shit.

will you stay with me tonight?