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luke always tells me i'm stubborn and, well, i can't disagree.
one day while i was looking in the mirror, he noticed the repulsed expression i was making. he told me i was beautiful and i should never think of myself in any other way.
i always begged for him to try and see me the way i see myself, but he instead sent me a pained expression.
"i could never stomach thinking of you like that, darling."
he knows that the thoughts of myself that swirl around my head aren't healthy, and he always tries to fix it.
i would laugh and blow it off, telling him i'm to broken to be fixed.
of course, luke and his optimistic self would never believe this.
"everyone can be fixed at some point."
sometimes i despised luke's wisdom, even though i knew deep down that it was the best advice i would ever receive.
