im home i dont need a cab an u can stay right where u r
but who do u lovecat
me or malory fucking crawford
im not her
ur always runnng away
if its not now itll be som other fuxking time
i cant do this
i would have called the cab for me. You're sick you shouldn't be overexerting yourself. Is Jafar there with you? Are you sure I shouldn't come home?
I don't know, you tell me. I fell in love with a powerful, confidant woman, who didn't waver in the face of adversity, who fought for what was right just as much as she fought for the sake of fighting. She was brave, and loved people for who they were. I looked up to her. I trusted her with my heart and soul. She saved me, and I wanted to make her happy even though I knew she was seven leagues above me and one more lover wouldn't make a difference. I wanted to make sure Malara fucking Tor, didn't regret proposing to a weakling human who's scared of everything. It just hit really hard when the Malara that hadn't been on earth very long scoffed at the idea of being engaged to me. I didn't know what to do. You wouldn't listen to me, you thought Saeta was crazy and trying to murder you.
Be your truest self, yeah? Well I'm trying.
I signed up for therapy at the end of February. I didn't want to worry you. It was a problem you couldn't punch.
I'm only human Malara. Getting kidnapped by Pandora just recently? That was a big slap in the face. I can't rely on people to protect me. I can't keep running to you when I have a problem that needs to be punched, it's not fair to you.
I bought a gun. I signed up for a fuck-ton of self defence classes. I haven't been able to sleep so I've been spending time in the chem lab, and in the shooting range.
I'm dealing with it. I'm not leaving you unless you want me to.