"It’s the principle of the thing!” They are both frustrated and it isn’t doing them any good at all because you can hardly be clear headed and calm when you’re frustrated and tired. “I don’t want this and you’re not going to change and it just makes me look like a horrible, spoiled bitch.” Yeah this is a vampire game, there is no way for her to win, there was never any way for her to win but she liked to think that perhaps there was someway and now she sees how the future is going to play out. These moments where everything seems perfect and easy before they are shattered by another announcement that she can do nothing about except react to.
“Never tying me down? Oh God what kind of crap is that, you already have you just didn’t put a ring on it. Like I could ever get away from you, have any other relationship outside of you, you’ve got to be kidding me. If you believe that then you have bigger problems then just throwing your life away on a pointless institution.” She stops midway on the stairs to turn and look at him, on the upper stair she can actually meet his gaze or see above him.
“You don’t even get it, you get everything, you always do and you demand this unyielding, unquestioning loyalty while you get the freedom to do whatever you want. Tell me what you’d fucking do if I got married, tell me, because I’m pretty sure you’d freak out. In fact you’d freak out if anyone even touched me let alone proposed marriage,” and she wants to shove him, hard down the stairs, she wants to kick him down the stairs and then stomp on him over and over till he can’t get up any more.
She doesn’t but she does slam her knuckles into the wall next to her. Which, well, that could very well have been a mistake. Ow. Oh, yeah she is seeing odd sort of visual distortions as the pain sort of explodes all over her brain like fireworks on the fourth of July. This is one of those situations that she immediately regrets.
“There’s nothing you can do, just forget about it. Do what ever you want.” She tucks her hand up against her stomach, cradling it gingerly as she thinks that maybe she should at least put ice on her latest fuck up. Or cry, she can actually do both, she can multitask while losing her mind.
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Date: 2013-01-08 03:17 pm (UTC)“Never tying me down? Oh God what kind of crap is that, you already have you just didn’t put a ring on it. Like I could ever get away from you, have any other relationship outside of you, you’ve got to be kidding me. If you believe that then you have bigger problems then just throwing your life away on a pointless institution.” She stops midway on the stairs to turn and look at him, on the upper stair she can actually meet his gaze or see above him.
“You don’t even get it, you get everything, you always do and you demand this unyielding, unquestioning loyalty while you get the freedom to do whatever you want. Tell me what you’d fucking do if I got married, tell me, because I’m pretty sure you’d freak out. In fact you’d freak out if anyone even touched me let alone proposed marriage,” and she wants to shove him, hard down the stairs, she wants to kick him down the stairs and then stomp on him over and over till he can’t get up any more.
She doesn’t but she does slam her knuckles into the wall next to her. Which, well, that could very well have been a mistake. Ow. Oh, yeah she is seeing odd sort of visual distortions as the pain sort of explodes all over her brain like fireworks on the fourth of July. This is one of those situations that she immediately regrets.
“There’s nothing you can do, just forget about it. Do what ever you want.” She tucks her hand up against her stomach, cradling it gingerly as she thinks that maybe she should at least put ice on her latest fuck up. Or cry, she can actually do both, she can multitask while losing her mind.