average gina
Really Really Experienced
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- Aug 1, 2004
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“I hate you.”
“Yes, I know.”
Defining what hurts more—looking into her eyes or avoiding them. He looks at them, turbulent as a midnight ocean. Definitely anger.
“I feel … helpless.”
“I know.”
“I mean this would not have—”
“Hurt so much. I know.”
“You could have avoided this. How did you talk me into doing this?”
“We need help.” He closes his eyes. He doesn’t want to let her down, but he can’t bear this much longer.
“Your turn.”
He tries to lift his hand. They tumble, groan, and then laugh.
“Wanna play another game of Twister?”
“Yes, I know.”
Defining what hurts more—looking into her eyes or avoiding them. He looks at them, turbulent as a midnight ocean. Definitely anger.
“I feel … helpless.”
“I know.”
“I mean this would not have—”
“Hurt so much. I know.”
“You could have avoided this. How did you talk me into doing this?”
“We need help.” He closes his eyes. He doesn’t want to let her down, but he can’t bear this much longer.
“Your turn.”
He tries to lift his hand. They tumble, groan, and then laugh.
“Wanna play another game of Twister?”