Burn. All of you. Burn.

Let me use my scissors to cut deep, deep into your skin. Let me hear you scream. Beg me to stop. But, I won't.

Beck, you'll be first. I'll carve my name into your skin the way you did with yours into mine. You forced yourself into me. Pried me open and nothing was ever the same. Everyone to touch me, after you, hurt. I hurt so badly because of you. You broke me down, to such tiny pieces, there was barely anything left. I hated you. I couldn't see that though, I was blinded by the words that fell out of your mouth when we were alone. I was nothing. No one. Worthless. No, baby. You're nothing. You are no one. You are absolute shit. Now turn over and let me fuck you with my scissors.

Baby Girl. Cat. You will be next. We were friends. Best friends. The kind that flaunted the title and wore bracelets labeled for bffs. Forever was too long for you. I guess. When daddy left and mommy started to drink and Beck claimed that I was his, and only his, you just walked away. Not literally of course. No, Baby Girl was too fragile for my life. You turned off, shut down, your mind went far far away, to the land of make believe. You were supposed to be a constant, my rock; but you only ended up being a reminder of my best friend. A shell that I want to shatter.

Andre. I never had a problem with you. You were always so relaxed and chill and I thought you would always be there for me. You and I were friends because of Beck. Beck is bad news. You stick up for him though. He's a good guy to you. He's better than me, deserves better than me.

Robbie. Oh, you know why I hate you. Your stupid puppet is very high up on my list of things that are the banes of my existence. Behind the piece of plastic and your very annoying exterior you're not too bad.

Vega. You turn me on edge. I hate you because I love you. I can't love you. You're not Beck. I cannot be anything to anyone because of Beck. I am even nothing to Beck. This is not about Beck. This is about you. You kissed away the burn. You fought back the demons. You let me love again. You won't leave me. You won't let me go. Why won't you let me go? If you would just go away like everyone else I could hate you without hating myself so much. But you're so damn sweet, so kind and loving. No one can hate you. Not even a girl who hates herself.