
But nothing stands out more than your eyes. You've got your thing to do. I've got my thing to do. We have argued a lot about the littlest of things. However make no mistake. I treasure every moment with you. The good or bad. For better or worse.

It's amazing. The journey we had between now and then. As you blossomed, my life was turned upside down. Inside out. My career. My relationships with my friends. My relationship with you. Everything.
But despite overwhelming circumstances, I've managed to hold together. Partially. Let me rephrase that. Mostly because of you.

For better or worse. This turned for the worse. I suppose. Twice prior to this. We've been on the rocks. I guess this makes it number three.

Here's what I don't understand. We've been in a relationship for months. You knew him for weeks.
Despite an overwhelming odd. You still can't decide?
Let me make the decision for you. Go to him. Go see if you're making the right decision. I've never once cheated on you or in any of my past relationships. We can't exactly say the same for him now can we? I mean he did cheat on my best friend's girlfriend.


I'm tired of him interfering in my life. Basically trying to mimic my moves. I'm sick of the fact that we share the same hairstyle. I'm sick of the fact that he wears black everywhere. Just like me. Now he wants to take you away from me?
You and I have our little fiddles. We have different picks in movies. There was the teh tarik fiasco. Our recurring trust issues. I don't like hockey. I don't do sports.

I hope you and him work out better than you and I did. Because if you don't and you call me.
I won't pick up.
So congratulations Wolf Boy.
This is me...
...giving up.
So put that in your monologue.
