Tot timpul noi femeile suntem cele care nu ştiu ce vor. Voi bărbaţii sunteţi mereu ăia şmecheri, în fiecare dintre voi zace un erou ce poate face orice. A da? Şi atunci de ce sunt torturată cu atâtea contradicţii zi de zi. Eu, care mereu iau decizii rapid şi nu încurc existenţa nimănui cu dileme care de fapt nu există. Primsc dedicaţie:
If I changed your plans, why do you stick to the same hysterical shit?
If I'm the perfect distraction, why are you still focused on nothing?
If I took your idea of everything you wanted to have, why don't you want to have me, not just as a visitor?
If I'm the thing that's missing, why don't you say yes?
If it's the end of the first beginning, why does the beginning not end?
If I'm a rare friend, why don't I deserve a simple truth?
If you never want to lose me, why do you throw me away?
If you don't want to be without me ever again, why don't you want to be with me?
If I'm the BEST thing, why is a piece of shit better then me?
If you need me there always, why does it never start?
If I'm a happy ever after, why won't we never be together?
If I comfort you with my smile, you don't you want to see my smile?
If I'm the beginning and end of every chapter, why don't I appear on any page of the book?
If you are undeniably happy with me next to you, why do you push me away?
If it's always, why is it actually never?