[ [ a work in progress ] ]
The first time you have a disagreement, it will be because you ask him for advice that you don't want to hear. He'll spread his honesty around like tear gas and, have no doubts: it will choke you. Pretend that his insensitivity is endearing. Pretend it's part of what you like so much about him. Pretend you're okay with the word "idiot" sitting at the tip of your tongue. You'll take your three #deepbreaths and sip your guava juice to avoid confrontation.
Lower your glass. Here it comes: Getawayfrommeyoustupidass. Howcouldyousaythat? Leavemealone. Ineedsomespace. And there it is. Live. In the air. Soundwaves of regret the second you said it. Did you mean it? Of course you meant it. GIVEMESPACEDAMNIT.
But maybe come back later? I still want to cuddle.
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