Monologues

You ask what that sound is? It's the tearing sound of love-notes! I lost her, she was in my arms

and she's gone. . All I want to do is look away, out the window and the view outside is sterile. I'd

photocopy all the things that we could be, but, you've never taken the time to notice me. I lost her

and its not your fault, it's no ones fault. But you don't work here anymore, you don't at all. So I'd

question why your in front of me, but I don't care. But sense you left, It's just a vacant three by

four. We were friends, now sense you left, I can't help but think I'll die alone. Yes, yes I know

being alone in this shop isn't gonna kill me but- I think sense she left me- I feel like living is a chore

and I can't do this chore. So I thought "maybe I can be okay if I can find someone to replace you

both", So I'll spend my time with strangers. But I don't want anyone anymore. Sometimes I think I'll

die alone, but I want to die. I think I'd love to die, I think I'd love to die alone . 


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