hank pym (stingsdoesntit) wrote in thedoorway, @ 2013-04-28 03:53:00 |
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I can't sleep. I don't know if you're even awake to see this, but my mind is moving a million miles a minute and I can't sleep.I miss you. I miss having you around all the time. I miss when things were easy. I don't know where I fit anymore. I don't belong with the Avengers. Nobody even wants me there except you and Tony. And I didn't fit at Grayburn anymore without you there. I messed it up, Jan. I messed it all up. I'm never what you need. I'm never what anyone needs. No matter how much I try and be that, I always end up doing the exact opposite of what people want, and I'm afraid that one day, I'll end up screw up so badly that there won't be any coming back from it. We were lucky with Ultron. I was lucky. It could have been so much worse than what it turned into. I could have killed you. I could have killed everyone. All my genius has ever done is reap destruction, and now that I'm trying not to use it, that I'm doing what you guys wanted me to do from the start, everyone wants that Pym back. Brilliant Dr. Henry Pym, pacifist, reckless genius, and potential destroyer of worlds. I don't want to be that guy again, Jan. I don't want to be him. I'm safer just punching things. Everyone's safer if I'm just punching things.
I miss you.