— So he stays in touch?
— All the time.
— So that makes it impossible to forget him, which is great for him, but sucks for you.
I'm sorry, but sometimes you have to accept when someone doesn't feel the same way about you.
— Ugly little sister. Why do they adore her and not me?
— I cannot fathom it.
— It's over. This twisted, toxic thing between us is finally finished! I'm miraculously done being in love with you. Ha! I've got a life to start living. And you're not going to be in it.
— Darling...
— Now I've got somewhere really important to be and you have got to get the hell out. Now!
— What exactly has got into you?
— I don't know. But I think what I've got is something slightly resembling gumption.
They left without me. They do this every year. Why? Doesn't anyone love me? Isn't there anyone who cares about Sid the Sloth?