Stories, Thoughts and Snippets
Dependency 1 Dependency 2 Dependency 3 Dependency 4
"Everything, you moron. Even when you get on my nerves you do it in such a cute way. You used to be new and exciting and a little dangerous, but now you're comfortable and safe, too. You're still interesting, and you still excite me, but if I want I can just relax with you now, and even though you still challenge me I know you don't have to, and you won't care if I don't feel like making every day an adventure. Sometimes we can just lie here, and watch one of these movies you don't like, and you'll just hold me and talk to me about things that make you sound like an insecure little boy instead of a confident and capable man like you usually do."
"You mean a lot to me, Lucy. I'd never had a relationship longer than a few months before you, and I'd never known anyone that I couldn't imagine driving me crazy eventually."
"I'll bet you I could put you in the psych ward inside a week if I really wanted to."
"If I ask you not to?"
"Then I won't."
"I just think you should know, if you end up leaving because you don't feel as strongly about me as I do about you, you're going to spoil me on women forever. If you're going to leave me, it has to be something I do wrong. Tell me you hated the way I squeezed the toothpaste from the middle, or that I got too needy or something like that, because I don't think I'm cut out to be homosexual. And celibacy just doesn't promote a healthy lifestyle, look at the Catholics."
"Ok, I promise that if I leave you it will be your fault."
"Thanks, Luce."
"No, problem."
"Bitch."
"Dick."
He reached around to grab my side where he knew it would make me spasm and squeal, he was pretty pleased with himself on the day that he found my ticklish spot. I flipped over and threw myself on him in a way that would have hurt if he hadn't caught me and allowed himself to collapse back onto the carpet. After a brief struggle I sat perched with his arms pinned under my knees.
"Ha Ha. I win."
"I could move you if I wanted."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Ok then." I flicked him in the middle of the forehead.
"Hey." I flicked him again.
"Quit it."