"Do it. Take that step off the ledge. See if I care. Because I'm done... with this. With you. I can't. I've had enough. You know my reasons for wanting you alive. It makes no difference, fine. Jump then. Die. But stop killing me."
She jumps.
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Tuesday, June 8, 2010
On the Edge
"You do this... You stand on ledges, waiting for someone to talk you down. Well I can't do it anymore! I can't beg... and plead... and cry... I won't do this. Not again.
"Do it. Take that step off the ledge. See if I care. Because I'm done... with this. With you. I can't. I've had enough. You know my reasons for wanting you alive. It makes no difference, fine. Jump then. Die. But stop killing me."
She jumps.
"Do it. Take that step off the ledge. See if I care. Because I'm done... with this. With you. I can't. I've had enough. You know my reasons for wanting you alive. It makes no difference, fine. Jump then. Die. But stop killing me."
She jumps.
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