lunedì 24 dicembre 2007

In bed


- I don't understand why you don't send me to fuck off... what do you find in me?
- In you, I see something that belongs to me.
- I am fed up...
- Fed up with what?
- Fed up... mmhhh...
- Fed up with...
- Don't say that!
- Fed up with life?!
- You seem to be such a happy person. Are you happy?
- ...
- No, you are not. I see you are not happy now.
- You are too intelligent and funny... you would break me down into pieces.
- Yeah. That's why you like me.

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