A: I need space. I need the time to just figure out who I am. You know… and it’s not you. It’s totally not you… It’s me and the timing of it. I’m trying to find out who I am. And I can’t really do that If I'm still trying to figure out who you are at the same time. B: ( to waitress ) Can I get an extra plate, please? A: I feel like we gave it a really good go, you know…But it’s time for us to just move on. B: For you. A: You do realize I’m breaking up with you, right? B: That’s the strange thing. It’s actually yours now. I don’t know why it works this way, but I'm never going to be able to get over you and so, from now on, every girl I meet will be meticulously compared to you and, unfortunately, none of them will be able to measure up to the false memory of what you and I once "had". A: Well maybe I can just keep it for a little while and use it for small things like when I’ve had a really shitty day or I need someone to ta
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