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As a kid, I honestly believed I could control the world just by doing certain things.
Then a bunch of really shitty things happened, including puberty, and my brain was completely rewired.
In contrast to a text or email, a phone conversation exposed you completely.
If it mattered, the caller would leave a voicemail.
Me too buddy, me too 😔
(It wasn’t all that surprising to me, since I’d done extensive online research on how to please a woman. I was excellent at research.)
🤓☝️ /j what a cutie
She thinks I’m hot was what registered first, and it fired up my insides a little.
“Yeah. Soon. Practice. Good.” Like a fucking caveman.
“Good thing, because she just chopped all her hair off. There wouldn’t have been anything for a prince to climb.” The two girls giggled at Hallie’s joke, and the twins joined in.
Being with her almost felt like a memory of something that hadn’t happened yet—maybe a memory of a dream. She was familiar to me, and yet she was a revelation.
“My problem is that I love this woman you’re talking about like she’s a fucking piece of meat. And I can’t think of anything better than having her to myself for the rest of my life. The thought of being with someone else is absurd. The thought of her being with someone else makes me want to put my fist through the wall. The thought of losing her because I’m a fucking idiot is unacceptable.”
Winnie continued to rock back and forth, murmuring to herself. “I can keep a secret. I can keep a secret.”
“I love you, Felicity. I’ve always loved you. And if you’ll let me, I will love you for the rest of my life.”
