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“I don’t give a fuck who it is. I want you to look debauched when I’m debauching you.”
“B-because I want to know you. I want to know what you like, what you hate—even if it’s me.”
I want to love what you love, even if it’s extinct.”
I want to know you. I want to know what you like, what you hate.
I want to love what you love, even if it’s extinct.
I don’t think love should lead to a commitment when the emotion is so fluid and fickle for everybody.” “Not for everybody,”
“I don’t let go of things so easily.”
“Are you fucking kidding me with this car?!” “It’s drivable! It’s fine!”
“Sometimes you just count down the days, the hours, until you can be useful again,” he says. “And if it ever ends, Jackie?” He lowers his voice. “You’re still counting away. The months since. The exact days since. Like a tally of moments you’ve spent not being important to them. But don’t ever think you’ll wake up and not be in love with her.”
“It’s…It was never about extinction. The tattoos…” He blows out his air. “They’re ones that I—that I can’t have. Ones that can’t be used in arrangements, can’t be kept in the shop.” He looks up to me. “Ones that are likely to disappear before I can love them.”
I love a good proposal story, but my favorite one I’ve heard? Well, I’ll let you know when he says yes.