and immediately goes back to the notebook and the empty page she'd written on, sitting down and picking up the pen again, hesitant and uncomfortable. and it takes a long time, but she manages to write:
i dont know if i can feel love when i felt that before i didnt know what to do it isnt normal for me i think? i know this doesnt make any sense im sorry writing is hard
its gugood you can feel that way i dont know how you do it or if you feel that way for reel or if its like caring about a kid or a unitmat i dont know
anyway
[ a bunch of dots and smudges; she taps the pen a handful of times and smears the ink with her finger when she starts and stops writing, frustrated and embarrassed, but. ]
i think if i were able to love or learn how maybe you you c i maybee i coodcould try loving you
[ this she stares at for a long time, completely red faced.
and then adds at the bottom, as if to sooth herself from too much honest sincerity: ]
Re: Upstairs
and immediately goes back to the notebook and the empty page she'd written on, sitting down and picking up the pen again, hesitant and uncomfortable. and it takes a long time, but she manages to write:
i dont know if i can feel love
when i felt that before i didnt know what to do
it isnt normal for me
i think?
i know this doesnt make any sense im sorry writing is hard
its
gugood you can feel that way i dont know how you do itor if you feel that way for reel
or if its like caring about a kid or a unitmat i dont know
anyway
[ a bunch of dots and smudges; she taps the pen a handful of times and smears the ink with her finger when she starts and stops writing, frustrated and embarrassed, but. ]
i think if i were able to love
or learn how
ma
ybe youmaybee iyou c
i
coodcould try loving you[ this she stares at for a long time, completely red faced.
and then adds at the bottom, as if to sooth herself from too much honest sincerity: ]
im always down to fuck if u want tho