'I don't need you anymore! All my life you've made me believe..'

Believe what? And dearest, I've hardly known you that long.

Oh made me believe a great many things.

I shouldn't say here; you already hate me enough, I dare say.

Oh I know it's because, really, you're embarrassed of me. Of the fact that you ever thought of me like that. And,ma chere, I daresay a little scared. Ahem, but no really, I think it's because I'm not Worth Your Time. Because I'm Not Pretty/Interesting/Funny/Clever enough to warrant It.

Ha! If you're going to think like that, well then really ma petite, it's your fault no one likes you. So don't come moaning to me about it.

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending: