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I once read somewhere that we mature with damage, not with age.
suppose watching the shitstorm that was my parents’ relationship unravel had put me off the prospect of teaming up with another human for life.
think in that moment I had hated the ones laughing at my pain more than the ones causing it.
“You’re a reader,” he finally said.
“Because you can’t be trusted with nice things.” “Not even a bed?” “Yes, Gerard, not even a bed.”
“How do you snatch a girl, Johnny?” I shrugged helplessly. “Fuck knows, but I did
SHANNON LIKE THE RIVER. WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY FRIEND?

