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It doesn't have to be like this. We're rational people. I might even go as far as to say that we're both fairly fucking smart. We both have clarity, a clarity that not many people have. We see something is wrong. Can't we fix it instead of letting it fester? Can't we talk about this? Everything happens for a reason, every problem has a reasonable solution.
We. Can. Fix. This.
It doesn't have to be uncomfy. If I'm doing something wrong, then please, please mon amie, just tell me. If it's something about me then tell me. Do you hate me because of my blonde hair? If you'd rather I'll shave my head. Do you hate me because I'm not a social-fucking-butterfly flittering through the faceless idiots that surround us? If you'd rather I'll make a little hole in my head with a screwdriver, leak out some brains, then I can dance around and be absorbed in the mass of people. Do you hate me because I'm a hopeless romantic? If you'd rather, then I'll turn into the faceless abusive ass that you've been with more times than you can remember. Do you hate me because I'm clumsy? If you'd rather, I'll get myself a wheel-chair so I never have to do my clumsy walk next to your beautiful step again. Do you hate me because I'm awkward? If that's what you want, then I'll turn into that smooth operator trying to get in your pants, not noticing your beautiful, beautiful face. Do you hate me because I'm quiet? If it'd make you happy I'll scream you deaf. Do you hate me because I'm honest? I'll lie through my teeth until they fall out, all for you. Do you hate me because of my blue eyes? I'll scrape them out of their sockets, for you. Do you hate me because of my fashion sense? I'll become that prep that loves Tommy Hillfiger more than his ladyfriend. Do you hate me because I treat you like a decent person? I'll kick the shit out of you, if that's what you'd rather have this be. Do you hate me because I'm clever? I'll smoke some pot, get down to the level of everyone else if you want me to. Do you hate me because I'm protective? I'll let you rip yourself apart, if you'd rather, you've done it before. Do you hate me because I love you? I'm sorry, but I think I do. I love you, the real love, amour. Je t'aime
Godfuckinghell. God. Fucking. Hell. Why do I end up here? This is my soul, spilled for you, please see how beautiful you are while looking at your reflection in my eyes. Because if that's what it takes to make you realize how perfect you are, then it's not too hard to tie a noose. I love you so much, and you're so perfect. I wish I was everything you wanted, because you're a fucking angel.
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