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you fucked me so good that i almost said i love you.

you’re fun and you’re wild, but you don’t know half of the shit that you put me through.

i can’t change that, and i can’t change your mood.

‘cause you’re just a man, it’s just what you do.

why wait for the best when i could have you?

i don’t get bored, i just see you through.

you took my sadness out of context.

maybe i could save you from your sins.

take a deep breath, baby, let me in.

just take my hand.

i’m your man.

they mistook my kindness for weakness.

i fucked up, i know that, but jesus – can’t a girl just do the best she can?

who i am is a big-time believer that people can change.

you don’t have to leave her.

when everyone’s talking, you can make a stand.

even in the dark, i feel your resistance.

you can see my heart burning in the distance.

you want this, you need this.

are you ready for it?

oh god, miss you on my lips.

nothing gold can stay.

you’re beautiful and i’m insane.

give me hallmark. one dream, one life, one lover.

it’s just me and you.

touch me with your fingertips.

we’re getting high now because we’re older.

me myself, i like diamonds.

if you weren’t mine, i’d be jealous of your love.

maybe the way that i’m living is killing me.

it turns out everywhere you go, you take yourself. that’s not a lie.

wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine.

it’s killing me slowly.

dream a little dream of me. make me into something sweet.

fuck it, i love you.

it turns out california’s more than just a state of mind.

if i wasn’t so fucked up, i think i’d fuck you all the time.

we got this relationship.

i love her so bad, but she treats me like shit.

take this veil off my eyes.

my burning sun will, some day, rise.

said i’m gonna play with myself.

we’ve come to tell you that she’s evil, most definitely. evil, ornery, scandalous and evil, most definitely.

i’d like to hold her head underwater.

i’m a star and i’m burning through you.

be my once in a lifetime.

i’m a fucking mess.

thanks for the high life.

i would like to think that you would stick around.

you know that i’d just die to make you proud.

touch me anywhere ‘cause i’m your baby.

i believe that you see me for who i am.

is it safe to just be who we are?

you try to push me out, but i just find my way back in.

there’s things that i wanna say to you, but i’ll just let you live.

if you hold me without hurting me, you’ll be the first who ever did.

what you been up to, my baby?

haven’t seen you ‘round here lately.

all of the guys tell me lies, but you don’t.

you just crack another beer and pretend that you’re still here.

this is how to disappear.

i love that man like nobody can.

i’m always going to be right here.

no one’s going anywhere.

you don’t ever have to be stronger than you really are.

i wanted to reach out, but i never said a thing.

i shouldn’t have done it.

i wanted to call you, but i didn’t say a thing.

i’ll catch you on the flip side.

we’ll do whatever you want, travel, wherever how far.

you don’t ever have to be stronger than you really are.

you don’t ever have to act cooler than you think you should.

you’re brighter than the brightest stars.

you’re scared to win, scared to lose.

whatever’s on tonight, i just wanna party with you.

you make me feel like there’s something that i never knew i wanted.

it’s you. all the roads lead to you.

i see you for who you really are.

i miss dancing with you the most of all.

nobody warns you before the fall.

i’m wasted.

don’t leave, i just need a wake-up call.

i’m facing the greatest loss of all.

i want shit to feel just like it used to.

i guess that i’m burned out after all.

sometimes, girls just want to have fun.

the poetry inside of me is warm like a gun.

it’ll buy me a year if i play my cards right.

i’m just trying to keep my love alive.

bartender, our love’s alive.

baby, remember, i’m not drinking wine.

that cherry coke you serve is fine.

i love the little games that we play.

do you want me or do you not?

i heard one thing, now i’m hearing another.

happiness is a butterfly.

what’s the worst that can happen to a girl who’s already been hurt?

i’m already hurt.

if he’s as bad as they say, then i guess i’m cursed.

don’t be a jerk. don’t call me a taxi.

i just wanna dance with you.

i lose myself in the music, baby.

i’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown.

don’t ask if i’m happy. you know that i’m not.

at best, i can say i’m not sad.

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have.

she couldn’t care less, and i never cared more.

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past.

i’ve got monsters still under my bed that i could never fight off.

i like the enthusiasm, but vibrators aren’t like donuts.

no tea, no shade, but why you gaggin’ bitch?

this is incredible! it’s amazing!

this is a disaster. it’s terrible.

i’ve already given you a hobo name. it’s patches.

oh my god, dreams do come true!

well…what else is supposed to happen?

i suppose it’s too much to hope for “you show me yours, i’ll show you mine”?

you wanna have sex me with or what?

i’ve kissed a girl.

fuck it.

you want to die today?

see, there it is, in glorious buttercream.

you can’t have your cake and fuck it too.

can i fuck it and then eat it?

you know, you always have a place here.

i’ve earned the right to take my sweet fucking time.

that’s my girl.

i’m not a guest. i’m a hostage.

every year, once a year, i allow myself a single, annual cry.

is that weird?

what is the best part of you?

i drank bong water that day, too.

honey, it’s not that bad.

there’s a naked hippie in my pool.

doesn’t he set off your bullshit detector?

i can’t tell if you’re joking or sad.

and thank you for putting your fingers in my mouth.

maybe i’ve taken a wrong turn.

you mean with me? i’m the wrong turn you took?

if it were, i would’ve found it already.

i thought you and i were doing something with meaning.

i thought we mattered.

you were right for once.

oh my god, it’s coming from inside the house.

you’re also scheduled for a big kiss on the mouth later.

you see, i’m an amateur sleuth with a degree in detectorology.

whoa, daddy.

just do an internet.

did alexander graham cracker need anyone’s permission to invent the cotton gin?

after great deliberation, i’ve decided to step down to spend less time with my family.

why did you suddenly decide to get high?

well, i have a few notes. first, it’s not good and i hate it.

don’t we sometimes sneak into each other’s bedrooms at night to kiss each other on the mouth?

why did i feel so relieved being away from you for two weeks?

you know how i felt when you were gone? free.

what the hell are we doing living together?

let’s hear it for the most amazing mother in the world, everyone!

maybe we don’t make sense anymore.

god only knows what i’d be without you.

do i look okay?

stay there! i’ll come to you.

oh, i need you, too.

i’m so much better because of you.

life turns on a dime. sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?

a person who doesn’t learn from the past is an idiot, in my estimation.

when all else fails, give up and go to the library.

sarcastic people tend to be marshmallows underneath the armor. i’m no different.

the multiple choices of possibilities of daily life are the music we dance to.

the devil’s voice is sweet.

sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a story’s just a story.

humans were built to look back; that’s why we have that swivel joint in our necks.

in 1958, there’s always smoke.

we never know which lives we influence, or when, or why.

i’m one of those people who doesn’t really know what he thinks until he writes it down.

i’m crazy. crazy and having a terribly involved hallucination in a mental hospital somewhere. perhaps some doctor will write me up for a psychiatric journal.

hearts don’t really break. if only they could.

yeah, but what if you went back and killed your own grandfather?

why the fuck would you do that?

stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. the other is missed chances.

when you hide the truth from someone, you deny them their dignity.

we have been given pain to be astounded by joy.

we have been given life to deny death.

we did not ask for this room or this music. but because we are here, let us dance.

if there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples.

i’ll love your face no matter what it looks like. because it’s yours.

i know life is hard, i think everyone knows that in their hearts, but why dos it have to be cruel, as well? why does it have to bite?

i was no longer walking around the house of cards; i was living in it.

like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn’t it?

explanations are such cheap poetry.

on the subject of love at first sight, i’m with the Beatles: i believe that it happens all the time.

when you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside.

things do happen for a reason, but do we like the reason? rarely.

for most of us, i think it’s easier to admit doing wrong than being stupid.

sometimes life coughs up coincidences no writer of fiction would dare copy.

life’s simplest answers are often the easiest to overlook.

do i know what people say? sure.

i know your mother lives in your head – almost everyone’s mother does, i guess – but you can’t let her have her way on this one.

don’t look back, never look back.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i’m not indecisive. i just can’t decide.

i will hold your hand, go out into the street, and make both of us get hit by a car.

you’re actually being rude to me by being so polite to everyone else.

i felt like i just got gangbanged by a vampire.

all right, i’m gonna go scream into my pillow for a little while.

shame on everybody involved.

she’s just staring, like, with daggers in her eyes.

i had to take a sick day. i’m so sick of these people.

one more episode.

well well well, look what the government dragged in.

you used to make fun of me for watching that.

don’t show it to me or i’ll start crying.

in fact, not everybody knows about this, and uh, nor should they.

hey, do you have a dollar?

i had a pot cookie in high school and there was like, not even any pot in it.

humans are terrible. we’re an awful, awful species.

marriage is for pussies.

i don’t want my desire for pasta to stop.

well then just kiss me.

maybe we should have a safe word or something.

i’m on, like, three antidepressants.

oof, that’s where i’m gonna wind up, whether i have a big pullout bed or not.

this could be a mosh pit right here.

the only thing i’m positive about is how dumb 1000% of human beings are.

hello, 911? how are you?

don’t touch me, you’re a dirty hippie. you don’t get punk at all.

i need things to be weird and freaky.

wow, you move fast.

you have early onset grumpiness.

i was sad for myself that i know you.

i gotta eat all the time. i feel great when i eat.

i’m dying.

it feels like i’m dying because i’m exhausted.

press one for shut up and go home!

you can be a real bitch.

people tell me my body looks like a melted candle.

i’m kind of the pullout king.

it’s me and you.

i’m telling you, if i didn’t carry so much hate in my heart for humanity, i’d be dead.

sleep ‘til eleven. you’ll be in heaven.

i have no idea where i’m going.

what do you think of that?

my ankle hurts so bad and you are driving like a fucking pussy.