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I don't want to be a total bitch. Maybe I just come off that way.
I don't want to be a needy center of attention person, but my emotions always fight with me against that. God, I hate emotions. They're useless, and they drive me insane. Especially love. *sardonically laughs* Growing up, and being a girl, we were taught twoo wub was the msot ( Read more... )
Love isn't the panacea for all ills. Heck, I managed to be suicidal while still deeply in love with you. You're going to be stressed despite and because of love. There's a reason why love is often compared to a rose, as you mentioned: yes, it's pretty and smells wonderful and the petals are soft to the touch, but there are some pretty big thorns, and it'll die if it isn't watered. I haven't been watering you as much as I would like or as you deserve.
Seriously, hon, it's very hard for you to actually hurt me. Passive-aggressively blowing up at me on Friday worried me and confused me, but didn't hurt. I've learned to (imperfectly) absorb and roll with the punches and kicks of life, so don't be afraid to unload on me when you feel you need to.
I also want you to know that you are a wonderful girlfriend; seriously, Kalman and the rest are getting sick of me talking about you, because you're always on my mind :-). You're not getting rid of me very easily at all.
You are wonderful and beautiful and crazy and awesome and wild and comforting and sexy and smart and giving and all the other adjectives that would make sense here, and I can't wait to see you again.
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