No but describing Shauna as being in love with Jackie isn’t enough. It’s not I love you so much as. I love you. I hate you. I’m in love with you. I’m fucking your boyfriend just so I can pretend to be you. You’re the best friend I ever had. I want to be you. I want to be with you. You’ve consumed my entire personality. I ate your ear. I’m jealous of you. I live the life you were supposed to live and I hate it. I need to be close to you at all times. I wish I could escape your ghost. You’re forever frozen at your most beautiful and tragic. You’re my saint. We can’t face our feelings for each other. I wanted you to sleep outside. I played dress up with your corpse. We all thought you were pathetic. We were all jealous of you. We needed you. You made me into your perfect best friend. I’m going to eat you. I’m consuming you as an act of grief and worship. I love you. I hate you. I’ll spend the rest of my life haunted by you. I don’t know where you end and I begin.