Bella Donna Boudreaux loves cooking and murder (poisonwine) wrote in utr_logs,
She snuggled into him, taking another deep breath. "I just. . . never even thought about havin' kids. I figured I would someday, in a kind of vague way. But ever since I got here it's been one goddamn t'ing after another. Even now, the crazy seeps in and fucks my shit up."
She held him tightly. "I love you, and I'm so thankful for meetin' you, but I just feel. . .fragile. Like I'll shatter if I get shaken up too much more. And weak."
She shook her head. "I wish I were stronger. You deserve better 'n' pur kids deserve better."