Rusty why are you staring up at
the sky?

I'm just doing some thinking.

what about?

nothing, that concerns you!

Rusty, are you getting high again!

carol; are you drinking again!?

You can't answer a question,
with a question.


Do you actually think, that i need you carol?

And what would your life be like,
without me?

like a tropical breeze' of paradise.

Carol:
I've, been doing some thinking, myself.

and i now, realize, that you are
the devil, in disguise.

Rusty:
I know what i am... but i don't think, that I can say, the same about you.

Carol:
why must you be so complicated?

I'm of no such thing!

Carol:
your just a weak manipulator!

and look who's talking.

one day your gonna regret,
the way you treat me.

Rusty:
I treat you just fine, and you know it.

Carol:
and you actually think, that you're delusions, is worthy of an applauds!?


well!

well what?

well, why aren't you clapping?

everytime, i take a look at you,
it hurts my stomach

stop pasting your eyes on me,
and start looking,
in the other direction.

instead of your wobbling nose
facing me.


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