Many have asked me why I don't talk much. The following answers have been made for me by those who think they have figured me out. Only one ever knew the truth. For a reason I would change in an instant if I could.
One of the assumptions is that I won't say anything if I have nothing to say, which isn't a bad theory, but it isn't right.
Another assumption is… laugh… I'm shy. No. I am not shy. Never in my life, have I ever been shy.
Real reason I don't say much, is quite simple really. I'm kind of an asshole. In my mind. I'm pretty mean with sarcasm. Sometimes I mean what I think, and other times… I'm just being mean. I don't mean to be.
For example...
You know how everyone hopes that love is forever? That no matter how long time passes, love will remain strong and true? Well not me… Not now. I don't know what will happen after Isabella has her "talk" with Phineas, and I reckon I may sound like a dickhead saying this, but in her case…
… I really hope love has an expiration date.
Horrible, I know, but that's what happens after you fall in love with the girl who loves your brother, ain't it?