You tell me to smile.
"Smile Tweek, your smile is beautiful."
Fucking liar, you're a fucking liar.
Right to my face, you lie. Everyday when I wake up it's lie after lie.
The second I open up my eyes to the blinding, burning sunlight, and wish I could sleep forever. Lies, lies, lies.
"I love you Tweek."
Just stop, please, you're killing me.
"You make me happy Tweek."
Shut up. I don't want to hear your voice anymore.
"I need you Tweek."
God end it. Stop stop! I'm dying! Rotting from the inside out.
"Talk to me Tweek."
Don't you see? I don't want to talk. It burns, it burns. Your voice burns me.
"Fine."
I'm not fine. You're not fine. More lying, stop lying. You're lying to yourself.
"I'm done."
With what?
"I'm leaving."
Great! That's fantastic. Leave me alone. I never want to see you again.
I don't want to look at your fucking beautiful eyes, gazing into mine.
I don't want to hear your fucking beautiful voice whispering to me.
I don't want your beautiful fucking lips to touch my disgusting ones.
I don't deserve it. I need to stop lying to myself. I don't deserve you Craig.
"I'm sorry."
I'm sorry Craig. I'm so fucking sorry, so, so sorry.
I'm sorry I made you cry. I'm sorry I broke you're heart. I'm sorry that you loved me.
But I can't lie to myself anymore.
I'm sorry.
Teenage angst fest. Goddamn writers block.