so tell me, my hero, what is your plan now? will you even think of fixing it or will you just let it be. let it stay the way it is? when will you finally tell me it was nothing but a lie? but the most important question is- will you even have the guts to do so?
ah. you wanted to be the bravest man in the world, you wanted to be the most dangerous, serious and so motherfucking perfect in you actions, but you missed one, very important aspect of your life- you forgot to tell the truth. and the funny thing is- i dont care enough to even shed a tear over it. i dont care, i dont want, i dont miss. i hope it just sounds familiar to you, my hero. i really do hope so.
and now excuse me, i've got more important things to do in my life than wait for this pointless action our talks became.
you live your own life at the moment, maybe, just maybe, it's the perfect time for me to start living myself? maybe i should quit the hopeless waiting? what is there to wait for anyway? everlasting happiness? the so called love? do you really believe in these things? do you really think they exist, and even if they do, were they made for us to enjoy? i dont think so.
all i expect from you is truth. all i need is your proper, full-detail explanation of how things really were. i will now go and focus on the things i hate about you. while you, in the mean time can fuck yourself.
