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History, huh? Bet we could make some.
I can love you and want you and still not want that life. I’m allowed, all right, and it doesn’t make me a liar; it makes me a man with some infinitesimal shred of self-preservation, unlike you, and you don’t get to come here and call me a coward for it.�
Because you’re it, okay? I’m never gonna love anybody in the world like I love you.
He wants to set himself on fire, but he can’t afford for anyone to see him burn.
