I'm afraid of fucking up, but it's worth it, anyway. It's worth it, and I know the last few weeks have been stressful as hell, but underneath all that, I'm happy. Like, really happy. I didn't think that was even possible, but. I guess it is.
Whatever's going on with you, I hope it works out. If anybody deserves someone, it's you.
You've been looking at me like I'm this spoiled brat, guilt-tripping you into doing things my way, and I know you're hurting, I know it wasn't all on me to fix it, but it sucks, that you'd think I was being selfish, not wanting you out there alone with all that grief.
I get it, but I wish you didn't feel like you had to try so hard. You don't have to prove anything to me, and you sure as shit don't owe me anything. I already think you're pretty fucking great, anyway.
You, the way you are, all uptight and all that formality bullshit? It makes me want to see what you're like when you fucking relax and have some fun. I hope you can. Otherwise, I don't know what all the fucking fuss is, about you.
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Whatever's going on with you, I hope it works out. If anybody deserves someone, it's you.
You've been looking at me like I'm this spoiled brat, guilt-tripping you into doing things my way, and I know you're hurting, I know it wasn't all on me to fix it, but it sucks, that you'd think I was being selfish, not wanting you out there alone with all that grief.
I get it, but I wish you didn't feel like you had to try so hard. You don't have to prove anything to me, and you sure as shit don't owe me anything. I already think you're pretty fucking great, anyway.
You, the way you are, all uptight and all that formality bullshit? It makes me want to see what you're like when you fucking relax and have some fun. I hope you can. Otherwise, I don't know what all the fucking fuss is, about you.