marc-ramos

You don__ want me to stand against the council. You want a magic wand, so you can walk around smacking people with it until everything__ just the way you like it. But guess what, Faythe? Life doesn__ work like that. Life bites, and the harder you fight it, the more leverage it has to tear your heart right out of your chest. And if you really want to wake this particular sleeping dog, the truth is that if you__ just taken that "damn ring" five years ago, none of this shit would ever have happened!

Sorry doesn__ mean anything! Not when you__e still with him. It__ not just that you cheated__t__ that he__ still here, and you__e still with him. It just goes on and on, and it hurts every single time I see you with him. I hate it that he makes you smile, and that there__ nothing I can do to stop this. I can__ think straight, and everything hurts, and nothing makes sense anymore. You__e shredding my heart with one hand and stroking his ego with the other. And it__ killing me, Faythe. You__e killing me. And it__ only going to get worse, now that everyone knows.