final mixed words.

{nails tinged yellow from cigarette after cigarette.}

"those things will kill you."

"we're all dying anyway."

{she always had such a negative outlook.}

{she stares blankly at the wall as she takes another drag.}

"you see it, don't you?"

"what are you talking about?"

"what it'll all boil down to..in the end..what's going to matter.."

"i don't get it.."

"nothing. it'll all boil down to nothing. none of it will matter. all things beautiful will die. and so will i. so why not now?"

"stop. just stop it."

"it's too late. it's over. it's a fucking waste of my time and yours."

"no. no you aren't."

"you can't honestly tell me you think this is worth our time. i'm done. i'm finished. the best years of my life have been spent. goodbye, cruel world. miss me not, for....well, i'm not worth missing. farewell, sweet love. thank you for your time. you came to fast and ended too soon. and with this, i end. adieu, adieu. yes, parting is such sweet sorrow. oh, but not for me. what a tragic end! heart, we will forget him! oh, have i gone insane? this is my not so happy ending. but, we loved every moment. thus, with a kiss, i die."