Decided to post it while it was on my mind. So, let's just pretend it's Tuesday already.
Maybe if Lana were an enigma, some puzzle left unsolved, he’d have an easier time. He couldn’t understand what he couldn’t understand. But he knew what she was. She saw the world with perception slanted too identical to his. And Wes thought that made her far more dangerous for him, for how he felt. Like a snake ingesting its own venom.
Awareness should’ve made him smarter.
But he wanted what he wanted. He loved whom he loved.
For a moment he considered that it might destroy him.
But in another...
He decided he didn't care.
Awareness should’ve made him smarter.
But he wanted what he wanted. He loved whom he loved.
For a moment he considered that it might destroy him.
But in another...
He decided he didn't care.
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