[ because i love you. that would've been the most straight-forward truth. because loving him gets her thinking ugly thoughts and makes her jealous, lonely, hungry for his attention. it poisons what remains of her grasp on reality after all these years, tears her apart and makes her feel whole at the same time. she knows she hurt him, and a part of her wanted to hurt him. part of her can't stand to see him hurt.
her misery is completed by his misery.
there is no good reason she did what she did -- there never has been. lil's not good with justifications and logic. she's made up of feelings, all extremes.
finally: ]
I don't really know anymore. You make me crazy like that, y'know?
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her misery is completed by his misery.
there is no good reason she did what she did -- there never has been. lil's not good with justifications and logic. she's made up of feelings, all extremes.
finally: ]
I don't really know anymore. You make me crazy like that, y'know?