i don't know who you mean by "partners". there's one other person i really care about here. it's nice to see you warming up to each other, because the first time you met was really fucking weird.
anyway, one thing that pisses me off is now i kind of understand what you mean about loving different people in different ways.
but i don't know what that means in the long run. how does that even work?
Really fucking weird? So you're allowed to glare and talk about beheading people who bid on me but I take a second to warm up to the guy you're into and you act like I punched him in the dick. I'm allowed to want to feel out someone who is getting close to the dickhead I love and make sure I think he's good enough for you, or what's the point of love? I want the best for you. Always. In every way. I don't care if you didn't like it. You're mine and I'll protect you when I think you need it.
seriously? that's what you're going to compare it to? random people?
that's bullshit. if you wanna compare it to something, compare it to how i had to watch you kiss and fuck and be in love with sanji, and i still slept in the same bed with the both of you almost every fucking night. i never gave him a hard time about it, but you couldn't handle lunch. how is that fair?
So it's my fault that you didn't say outright that things between me and him bothered you, and because of that I'm supposed to have lunch with every and any petite twink who sucks your cock and not bat an eye because you can't use your fucking words? You want me to act like I don't care because you're pissed off I can't read your fucking mind.
you've been with him longer. when i first got here, we talked about you, and i could see how he felt about you. and obviously i could see how you felt about him. contrary to what you might believe, i'm not selfish enough to try and drive a wedge between two people i care deeply about.
so yeah, i didn't tell you about how that ate me up inside. what's the fucking point? what were you going to do about it? you're not going to stop loving him. and i'm not asking you to.
The point is, I don't want anything to eat you up inside, the fucking point is, TALK TO ME. And, yeah, maybe I don't know what I would have done if you said something, but you didn't even give me a chance to try to do right by you, and this, and us. You just what? Resented me for months? Disappeared and I had to sleep outside your fucking door to get you to talk to me? Set me up so you could be bitter and tell me I'm not allowed to do anything but instantly be best friends forever with your boyfriend?
You disappear on me, but I can't disappear on you. You get possessive about me, but I can't get possessive about you. I can't want to protect you, I can't care about what you do, I can't be apprehensive about a stranger getting close to you.
Maybe before I say anything, I should ask you what other stupid, unfair rules you've made up for me but not you, so I don't fuck this up worse.
And we're skipping over that you saying that, was you scolding me for scolding you for something you also do?
Maybe, but at least I'd know. At least it's better than this, where now you don't even have to look that hard for reasons to resent me because it's like stabbing fish in a barrel.
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and i didn't think you would stop if i told you, so i didn't bother.
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anyway, one thing that pisses me off is now i kind of understand what you mean about loving different people in different ways.
but i don't know what that means in the long run. how does that even work?
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I'm still figuring the rest out.
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that's bullshit. if you wanna compare it to something, compare it to how i had to watch you kiss and fuck and be in love with sanji, and i still slept in the same bed with the both of you almost every fucking night. i never gave him a hard time about it, but you couldn't handle lunch. how is that fair?
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so yeah, i didn't tell you about how that ate me up inside. what's the fucking point? what were you going to do about it? you're not going to stop loving him. and i'm not asking you to.
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The point is, I don't want anything to eat you up inside, the fucking point is, TALK TO ME. And, yeah, maybe I don't know what I would have done if you said something, but you didn't even give me a chance to try to do right by you, and this, and us. You just what? Resented me for months? Disappeared and I had to sleep outside your fucking door to get you to talk to me? Set me up so you could be bitter and tell me I'm not allowed to do anything but instantly be best friends forever with your boyfriend?
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i thought i was doing the right thing. guess i wasn't. okay.
now you know.
what are you going to do about it?
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Maybe before I say anything, I should ask you what other stupid, unfair rules you've made up for me but not you, so I don't fuck this up worse.
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And what about this part? What's that telling me?
I guess if you fucking told me directly what I can and can't do, you would have to look too hard for something to hold against me.
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stop it. we both know you'd look at me like i was crazy if i ever tried to tell you what you can and can't do.
and i'm not LOOKING for things to hold against you. i don't want to do that.
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Maybe, but at least I'd know. At least it's better than this, where now you don't even have to look that hard for reasons to resent me because it's like stabbing fish in a barrel.
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