god i wanted to fucking kiss you okay? and so i freaked and took it out on you because im an asshole
that shit i said wasnt even aimed at you i was trying to convince myself and it didnt fucking work obviously
it wasnt fast or anonymous it meant something-- it meant something that it was *you*
[He reads that last part that Kavinsky sends over and over, at least five times, just to convince himself that it's real. And then against his better instincts, he calls Kavinsky. His voice is shaky even when he's just breathing, clearly affected when he speaks almost all in a rush:]
Say it again. That last part. I wanna-- I need to hear you say it.
no subject
and so i freaked and took it out on you
because im an asshole
that shit i said wasnt even aimed at you
i was trying to convince myself and it didnt fucking work
obviously
it wasnt fast or anonymous
it meant something-- it meant something that it was *you*
[He reads that last part that Kavinsky sends over and over, at least five times, just to convince himself that it's real. And then against his better instincts, he calls Kavinsky. His voice is shaky even when he's just breathing, clearly affected when he speaks almost all in a rush:]
Say it again. That last part. I wanna-- I need to hear you say it.