Three people work through a relationship breakdown where one partner feels accused and won't be intimate after insults, while another desperately wants to know why the closeness died. They're stuck in the same argument they've had before, unable to move past blame.
Look at you. We'll find out, won't we? We'll find out, won't we?
Please, look at you. Why you getting so pissed?
Who's pissed? You the fool. I'm not a fool. I'm not a fool. I'm a fool for being with you. So let me ask you this. Why has the intimacy cooled down?
How would you like getting accused of shit you ain't doing for the longest time, and then all of a sudden, 2 seconds after she call you a dirty shit, she talking about, come on, let's make love. No, I'm not doing that.
Listen, okay, how can you keep— that's what he use after we argue. After we argue and stuff, that's what he says. How are we supposed to lay down? Get outta here. Find something else to use.
First you said it happened when it happened. I don't know what world you live in, but you're not gonna accuse me of the crazy shit and then tell me you love me when you wanna screw. No, we're not doing that.
It is what it is.
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