You know what, Malcolm? I feel like once you know someone is there for you and once you know they love you, you never actually think of them again.
That's not true.
It's not until you're about to lose someone that you pay attention.
You know how disturbed you are, Marie? You may have gotten clean, but you still haven't figured this part out. Why you love being hurt, traumatized and fucking eviscerated? It's not normal. It's not healthy, and it permeates every aspect of our relationship. The way we talk, the way we fight, the way we fuck. I've dated some damaged people in my life, Marie. But none of them wanted to be debased and degraded like you.
