(“Let me know. Yeah, be honest.) I don’t know if they fuck with you like I do. Like I do, tell 'em all and I tell 'em all. Nah, you don’t need no substitute, I got you. I got you, tell them all, and I tell 'em all.”

⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ

You and Stefan were friends. Best friends if you wanna call it that. However, something else seemed to flutter in your stomach whenever he looked at you or vice versa. It was something more than friendship, but you wouldn’t call it love. Would you?

⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ

”Now who is that? You been soul searching. Who is that? He seems so nervous. As he should, I been so determined. And I’m, shows over, close the curtains and I’m, no, no he ain’t goin' this real. Pardon me, I had to interfere. Yeah, it’s seven o'clock on the dot in the drop-top, and the cxck blocks, not on my watch, ah-ah.”

⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ ⋆₊˚ෆ

”I know you think it’s all the same song. But it’s not the same song that he wrote to you.. yeah, yeah, yeah. (Alright, alright, I seen the plot, be honest.)”