Trust me. There wasn't a way this played out in my head where you weren't right there with me.

[she wants to talk about metaphor, all she needs to do is think too hard about what Rose means to her again. but she's not going to, and it's probably not something Rose wants to hear right now anyway.]

Whatever that thing is, it doesn't belong here. It's more shit that has no right coming in and staking a claim on your life. [she doesn't know how many times she can say it before it loses its meaning, but she still means it.] I'll pay money to watch you rip this fucking thing apart.