“I’ve loved wewe from the first time I saw you. I think I was twelve. It took me three years to pluck up the courage to speak to you. And I was so scared of the way I felt. wewe know, loving a girl. I learned how to become a sarcastic bitch, kahaba to make it feel normal. I screwed guys to make it go away, but it didn’t work.
When we got together, it scared the shit out of me, because wewe were the one person who could ruin my life. I pushed wewe away. I made wewe think things were your fault. But. Really I was just terrified of the pain.
I screwed that girl Sophia, to kind of spite wewe for having that hold on me. And I’m a total fucking coward because… (takes tickets out of bag) I got these. These tickets to go for us three months ago.
But I, I couldn’t stand…I didn’t want to be a slave to the way I feel about you. Can wewe understand?
wewe were trying to punish me back and it’s hard. It’s so horrible. Because. Really. I’d die for you. I upendo you. I upendo wewe so much it’s killing me”