Screw earthly intervention.
"You’ll never get him."
"You can't have him."
"He won’t have you."
I’m so effing sick of it.
Wings.
You’re the one.
Oh.
The one.
I feel like playing you, Wings.
What the hell do I have to lose?
You’d be the one losing.
Oh.
But, oh.
I swear there is some…
earthly intervention, if you will…
keeping us apart.
No, really.
I’m only around you when I should be.
But eff the earthly intervention!
I’m about to make my own way.
I’m so over this.
I’m so over you.
And your random confusion.
So.
Awesome.
I’m gonna create confusion.
I have an amazing shock factor.
Don’t believe me?
Oh.
You just don’t know me.
This is curiousity.
I’m sick of being curious.
So.
Here’s the deal.
I’m about to be straightforward.
Cause straightforward is the only way I can get things done, Wings.
I’m gonna be real.
And you are gonna be shocked.
Surprised.
You’re gonna be the one that’s confused.
So.
I’m daring myself to step out.
And I’m daring you..
just like every other dude…
I’m daring you to hate me.
Hate me.
Shun me.
After I’m real, that is.
That way…
I got what I wanted.
Cause I’m effing tired of you getting what you want…
having all the fun.
It’s stupid.
Whatever I feel for you, is stupid.
I just need to get it out.
I need you to know.
I need you to hate me.
And the world will keep going.
Is that cool with you?
I just need you to know so I can get the hell over it.