are we going to fight each other over food? that’s fucking crazy.

you can live wherever you want, just not with me.

we should get some food, before it’s all gone.

what if things don’t go back to the way they were?

it’s been ten days. i’m not the same person i was.

if there are things that need to be done, i want to do them.

there are no sides anymore.

we’re the same. you have to stick with your own.

i’m scared, and i have to take care of myself.

i live in your shadow, and now you suddenly want to disappear?

you know that you’re the love of my life? and whatever comes after this.

we should at least get a say in how this place runs.

if this is it, this is where i want to be. i mean not here, but with you. you’re where i want to be.

i was a different person before we fell in love.

thank you. for loving me. 

is this how you want to spend the time you have left? always looking over your shoulder?

you’re giving me a headache instead of having my back.

it’s good to be on your own sometimes.

i don’t like seeing people treat you badly. it gives me a weird feeling in my stomach.

i’ve never held anyone prisoner before. have you?

i’m not saying that i have, but if i ever pictured what a sleepover with you would be like, this isn’t how i thought it’d be.

when it comes down to it, you’re never gonna do what needs to be done.

i guess it’s back to just you and me. that’s not so bad, right?

wishing someone is dead isn’t a crime.

i know. i have a lot of decisions to make. i know.

are you scared of me?

you don’t care about me. you don’t.

i don’t know who i am in this place.

stop dismissing me like i’m nothing.

i just want one day where you and i can do the things we used to do together.

doing things in secret is a slippery slope.

you can’t punish people for who they are. for what they might do.

this is what happens to you when you get a little power.

people need to feel safe.

i’ve always wanted to marry you. whatever that means.

there are no do-overs on this one.

we had a choice. and you pushed me to do this job.

am i safe now? are we safe now that we can kill each other and get away with it?

it’s a horrible thing to die. or to live.

i killed someone today. 

i don’t want to see you, not now. not for a long time.

i’m in charge now. really in charge. and i want you out.

they’re my nightmares. and none of you can take them from me anymore.

six months ago, we were children.

we found a balance of doing what’s expected of us and finding happiness where we can.

we’re always one dumb move away from ruin.

i know you used to strut around like you own the place, but what exactly makes you think you’re so special now?

they’re putting up with it, maybe. but i doubt they’re happy.

what do they say when we can’t hear them? that’s what i’m afraid of.

things are about to get so much worse.

are we going home?

we just have to change the way we do things. we have a plan.

this is different. we know what to expect now. we’ll be prepared.

it’s going to get tougher. but what choice do we have?

we’re just gonna take it step by step. okay? solve each problem as it comes. i think we can do that if we stay positive.

am i an emergency?

some people are more than they seem to be.

what authority do i have to tell them to do that?

you want the authority? make them give it to you.

you’re asking them to pick sides. it’ll be us against them. that’s how it works.

now look who’s being an asshole.

i need to release some frustration, it turns out.

now i can wreck you.

you’re like the most gorgeous thing i’ve ever seen in my fucking life.

i don’t want to wait for anything.

keeping my fingers crossed that someone’s gonna come save us? i don’t want to wait.

don’t dismiss me. i’ve been dismissed by people my entire life. i’m done with that, and i’m not gonna take it from you.

she’s special. i want her to feel special.

she sees in me who i can be, not just the dude i think i am.

when someone sees you like that, you want them looking at you forever.

why are you learning sign language? are you planning on going deaf?

i like who i am in your eyes. i like how you see me.

i don’t want to skip anything when it comes to you. i want to do it the right way.

i don’t wanna see anyone. especially you.

you don’t have to be ashamed. i think we know each other pretty well. 

fuck people. fuck food. fuck everything.

i wanted to just lay in bed and never get out.

i had no choice. and honestly, neither do you. you have to get back up.

we’re trapped here. and we do only mundane things. making it from today to tomorrow, and tomorrow is not likely to be any different. that feels a lot like prison.

it’s not gonna make you feel any better. it’s not gonna make this suck any less. but it’s the rule. it’s how we survive.

here, every one of us matters. think about it. if we were to lose a single person in this room, we would all feel it tomorrow.

our lives have consequences. 

we can still love. 

i’m happy to be alive and to matter.