Superego: Oh i know just what you mean.
Ego: What?
Superego: Just don't do it okay. It's not worth it.
Ego: Scumbag, you know how it feels but how can you just tell me plainly not to do it? You want it as much as i do, so please stop playing saint.
Superego: Seriously you want to be that kinda person?
Ego: Why should i be otherwise if everybody else has being that person ever since forever? I'm the ego okay. Surely it's understandable if i can't stand hanky panky.
Superego: It's just some hanky pankies. You wouldn't die from them. Why give a damn?
Ego: What irks me the most is the hanky pankies are much intended. They're rubbing in my face everyday i feel like i'd rather breathe in dirt.
Superego: Aww, stop being hyperbolic.
Ego: And stop being such a corny moralist.
Superego: You'll feel retched even before you could even accomplish it.
Ego: Ha, watch me. Just watch me.
Superego: You're much too good for what you've given yourself credit for. Hence this prolonged talk.
Ego: (covering ears)
******
And i threw us into the flames,
Where i felt something die, cause i know that
that was the last time,
the last time.
-Adele/ Set Fire to The Rain.
