misty water colored memories...

Feb 11, 2007 00:18

You don’t get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I found the person I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy issues--who cared? Because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I’m all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don’t get to call me a whore.
-Meredith, Grey's, Season 2, Episode 25

Realizing that it still stings; that he still matters, might actually be worse than how it felt to begin with. damn it.
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