Monday, February 16, 2004

 
And she was visibly upset, visibly shaken, "why is it always like this? when will things be normal?"


And he replied "Noone sees any worth in you, but I do."


And she slugged him. "You're not my fucking anchor, you're not my big brother, and you're not my saviour...Just because I said you're special, doesn't mean I need you, doesn't mean I need your words to give me some sort of identity and it certainly doesn't mean that fucking you is the only thing I've got going for me. Save the compassion for a bag of drowning kittens."

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