Look, I'm a disaster of a person. I just am. This is not my attempt to get sympathy or any of that shit. It's just a fact. You're right, I hurt people. I don't mean to, I don't want to, but I do. My intentions don't change that fact either. I hurt people. There's a reason I never did this relationship thing before, because nobody deserves that.
I like you Clorinda. You're beautiful, and brilliant, and way out of my league. We could have a lot of fun together. But is that enough? Is that really all you want? Someone to share the happiness with? Is that enough to make a marriage?