k: hi girl, are you ok, you look sad.
a: yea, i know...i really wanted to go somewhere but my old-fashioned parents wouldn't let me.
k: really? is it one of those it's-my-parents-fault-thing (impft)?
a: kinda. it sucks.
k: hmm...impft... get over it.
I'm sorry, it was all my fault...you have all the right to hate me..but i still love you and i'm empty with you..i was the ass,and i despite myself,i should have never done that..