Fuck, I know. He can't help how he feels, I get that. I get it so fucking much. It's hard seeing him like that. His pain levels are bad, he's miserable. But I think I'm figuring this commitment shit out.
I'm proud of you, honey. But I know it's not easy, and I know you're struggling. Has it dawned on you yet that commitment is subjective and you can only figure out you and Linc in a way that isn't comparing it to everyone else's relationships?
You couldn't have given a fucking bastard a head's up about that bit? I feel like I've been falling fucking flat on my face repeatedly with the whole thing.
Nothing to do with school, Clitty. Life lessons are way harder than school. You've just never had to learn any in a way that's not kicking someone's ass or learning how to handle a weapon.
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