i- we need to talk
her- i know
i- *sighs*
her- if youre gonna break up with me just do it
i- its not that simple
her- it seems pretty simple to me, i want this and you don't
i- how could you say that to me how could you dare think that you think i went into this thinking yeah I'm gonna break up with her no. i didn't think we'd get this far
her-how could you lead me on?
i- what?! i told you in the beginning we couldn't do anything and you were on the exact same fucking page, don't pull that bullshit
her- you should've told me as soon as you wanted to break up
i- you knew! you said to me yourself if you need to let stuff go i understand
her- then you said you want this!
i- bc i was thinking about just now and i do want it now! but look me in the fucking face tell me honestly if you were in my position and you got caught in the state we're in... would you believe that this was worth severing ties with your family and being kicked out? you know it's not
her- so don't fucking get caught
i- that worked out great the first time right? why tf do you think we're in this position? look ik this is a lot and i kept giving you chances to let this go, you didnt know better i did and i was just so blinded and bought into this. we are practically dating in their book i acted on those feelings and that means we're dating
this is mostly my fault
look rn its fucking dandy and yknow what we could get away with it but we will always have that other 50% that will cause way more than its worth
i want to be able to take you on dates i want to be able to show you to my family i don't want to hide you from them i don't want to lie about something this serious
bc you might be thinking about now but I'm thinking about the pain we have to think about when I'm actually in love with you and it still won't work out
this has nothing to do with who you are as a person, this is just the circumstances and they fucking suck and i wish it wasnt like that but it is
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