Idek what I'm doing with life but I liek making my life into a book and I think that's easier to describe.

I watch a music video for Newtmas, and like every time, the deleted kissing scene plays. I smile as I watch, hoping the part would cut off before Dylan pulls back. It doesn't and my smile falls. Why do we hope for things we know won't happen, Blue says (She's the other part of me). It's pointless to ship what we know isn't real. We just yell at people it's real, even though we know it's not.
I shake my head. "No. Newtmas is real." I say. But I knew deep down that she wasn't talking about Newtmas.
Oh, you know I'm not talking about Newtmas. Blue says.
"That's because your in my mind, so you can't physically talk." I cut her off.
Blue's imaginary figure facepalms, her ice blue eyes shining in annoyance. That's not the point, you fool! Dylmas will never be real and you know it.
"You don't know anything! I don't believe you!" I shout.
Ah, contraire. You see, I am a part of you, so you must believe me, at least somewhat. Blue says, smirking like the asshole she is.
I stare at her. She has a point. "J-just so you know, my followers are going to read this and they're going to hate you!" I growl.
So they shall hate a part of you. She says then disappears.