Marla Singer: There are things about you that I like. You're smart, you're funny, you're... spectacular in bed... But you're intolerable! You have very serious emotional problems. Deep seated problems for which you should seek professional help.
Narrator: I know, and I'm sorry...
Marla Singer: Yeah, you're sorry, I'm sorry, everybody's sorry, but... I can't do this anymore. I can't. And I won't. I'm gone
Our relationship summed up.
I dont want to be normal
How many passion filled, insane, terribly wrong yet terribly fun relationships do you get in this lifetime??
I want you to say you are sorry.
I want you to never touch me like that again
Its wrong. I get it
like booze
like coke
like sex without condoms
like anything fun
id rather play with fire then drink luke warm water the rest of my life
we have had a shelf life that we were all too aware of since day one
im sick of it
fuck all the reasons its wrong
or the people who tell me all the reasons
you are my partner in crime
you think I dont get it
but you know i do
I understand you more then you know
you want to do right and work hard
there is a battle going on inside you
you told me i used to be your sanctuary away from all the stress
thats exactly what you are for me
everyone around me is verying shades of grey
and you are my neon color
you turned on me
thats why i cry
we could have been in this together
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