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luceononuro.livejournal.com) wrote on August 2nd, 2006 at 01:32 am

I have never left feed-back like this before

this is the most perfect sequence ever

"Brian. You know, I've tried to tell you what I want. I've tried to not tell you, just show you. I've tried to change what I want to match what I think you want. I've tried to figure out what you want without you telling me. But once, just once, would you do me the favor of telling me what it really is that you want?"

"Then let me tell you what I think you want. You want me to almost never talk to you about our relationship, except for short and basically cryptic discussions when we're drunk or stoned or lying in bed after sex. You want me to put my career as an artist in front of everything else, even if I have to leave for days or weeks at a time. If and when I'm gone, you want me to somehow, without words, let you know every day that I'm thinking about you. You want me to do exactly what I want with my life, although it makes you fucking uncomfortable to think part of that involves wanting to be with you. You want to be sentimental and sweet in front of other people on major holidays, and fuck me into the mattress when we're alone. And once in a while you want to go out and get drunk and high and have meaningless hot sex with strangers and then come home and shower and sleep with me. And you want me to not expect you to say you love me unless there's a bomb involved."

“No Flag Day, you say you love me without a bomb, I blow you whenever I want, I paint no matter what, and I get major input and veto power about how I live my life. And we don’t fuck anyone but each other in this house.”

There is nothing more to say

♥

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