of whatever you believe in... stop being so affected by my presence, will ya? I never really gave enough thought to this like I do now. Don't you realize that this is just another challenge for me? Don't get me wrong, it's not like I don't enjoy our time together, 'cause I do. I like hearing things I knew long ago coming out of your mouths, thinking that you're confessing something unpredictable and heartwarming. Problem is... well, for you of course, that I get bored. You don't. Neither of you.
And sometimes I wonder if it's all going to come back upon me "3-fold for the normal shit and 10-fold for the freaky shit". Then again, I feel like it already did. I don't know, maybe I'm just shit out of luck and there's so much to come that I better fasten my seat belt, or I'll fall off the ride.
Either way, you're not invincible.
I didn't think you were from the beginning, just wanted to see if I can be better at this than you are.
Turns out I'm a neat little monster.
