things are different now but i can't quite put my finger on it
me: absolutely not.
him: but why?!
me: i refuse!
him: come on, it's only a movie!
me: i am never watching the titanic with you ever again.
him: but it's a great movie!
me: that is the worst movie in existence. besides, i don't want to watch you cry through it again.
him: pft, i didn't cry... i have allergies.
me: no you don't.
him: how would you know?
me: i'm not an idiot.
him: well, you are friends with me.
me: you have a point there.
him: hey!
written on a torn flash card
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little talks
Randomi needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
