With this knife I'll cut out the part of me, the part that cares for you...
Has anything ever happened to make you question everything? I mean, you pray to God for a sign. You ask for something with meaning. You beg and beg and beg. And then, one day, you get your answer:
"Fuck you."
Is love becoming a fad? Do people just want to be in love so they can say they're in love? Or are they really? And if they are, how can they claim to be so fickle with it? It just makes no sense.
Fuck love. Now and forever.