“For me she’s unique in all the world. Intelligent, shrewd, classy, cruel and strikingly beautiful. I liked her from the very first moment I saw her in Punk Hazard— and not long after that I discovered she was dating my copycat.
That should have stopped me, but it didn’t. I’ll admit that in the beginning it was the ‘I don’t want to lose against anyone’ not even against my reflection, type of thing, but it changed.
I saw how that fucker treated her, how he ignored her needs, how she became miserable for choosing the wrong guy, and I didn’t like it.
I found myself more often than not thinking that if I were her man I would make sure she was happy everyday of my life, putting her needs above mine.
Yes, I might have fucked up some point but I don’t really regret it. A long time happened since then and I’m sure she hasn’t forgotten, nor she has forgiven me, but I can’t forget her.
I wish, I really wish I knew how to quit her but I can’t.
I’ve analyzed this so many times, trying to find a logic reason, but I found none, asides of explanations that involve feelings I’ve never been sure I was able to experience to begin with.
Perhaps I just begun to remember what it means to need things. Laughter, companionship, love. And that’s why I need her.”
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drtrafalgar said: this would have been a lot shorter if you answered truthfully and said ‘there isn’t one’
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trecomics said: goddammit, pandy _(´ཀ`」∠)_
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