"I believe you," I say, and it's not a lie. Not really. It's tough, after everything, to still trust him, but I do it anyway. Maybe that means I'm stupid or maybe it means I'm just as fucked up as he is or maybe it just means I really love him and I want us to work. Whatever the reason, I believe him. I kind of have to.
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Date: 2007-03-28 12:06 am (UTC)