We're falling apart to halftime...

I'm Jeff. I'm eighteen years old and I'm a trainwreck.
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Nick: That's not going to happen.
Jeff: I still get scared.

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Nick: That's not what I meant. I just meant that even if I don't completely understand, I understand. And I don't think you're stupid or selfish.
Jeff: I guess I'm just scared of what would happen if you went away and didn't come back.

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Nick: A while ago, you left. For days. I didn't think I'd see you again. I felt all of that stuff. I mean, you only came back because I was going to join the army.
Jeff: I know. I can't do anything right.

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Nick: Kill me? Then why do it to yourself?
Jeff: Because I'm a waste of space. And because you were leaving me and I didn't think you were coming back. And because I thought you'd eventually be happier without me holding you back. And because I'm tired of telling myself things will get better and being disappointed. I just wanted it to go away.

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Nick: You didn't try to kill me.
Jeff: I'd never do that.

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Nick: Please just stop apologizing. It's not even me you should be apologizing to.
Jeff: But.. what?

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Nick: I don't want you to think I don't trust you, because I do.
Jeff: It's.. I didn't want to do it, but I didn't want to be alone. It just seemed like the better option.. and then you came back.. I'm sorry..

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Nick: I'm gonna keep your pills.
Jeff: Okay..

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Nick: You're right. But feeling bad now isn't going to change it.
Jeff: I'm sorry..

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Nick: Doing something selfish doesn't make you selfish. And you didn't do it to hurt me.
Jeff: It doesn't make it okay..