Re: neil d/cris m
You can't just do the lip service thing, huh? It's all you do. I know I hurt her, woe is me, I'm real sorry, mea culpa, mea culpa—and not do shit about it. I get it. You didn't get a chance to end stuff, you and her. I ain't blind. I know you both got feelings, I know you said you two couldn't fuck 'cause you got Mere and I'm here. But you're not helping fucking anybody that way. You wanna tell yourself you are, fine. But, you're not. Me and her, we're stuck, cause you. Cause she can't figure out if she's insane, cause the whole time she was with you, she thought one thing, and now she's thinking she forced you every time you fucked, she forced her love on you, and you know what you do? You don't tell her she's wrong. You let her go on believing it, driving herself nuts. She asks you to come fuck, you go, you don't say no, so she goes on not knowing what you really fucking want. This is the point where you gotta make up your mind. Stop trying to help people, cause you're no good at it. You wanna help, you tell her you loved her, you wanted her, she's not loony. If she asks you if you wanna fuck, and you do, you say yeah, even if you ain't gonna. If you don't, you say no. You don't try to spare her feelings by fucking with her head. Every time you do that, I gotta go clean up the piecesa her you leave behind. Every time. Cause you won't just fucking say yes or no.
It's one fucking syllable. Pick one, say it, and let's all fucking move on in our lives.