jayce-sheffield:

Suppose you’ve got me there.  Are you mad?  I just got this dreaded feeling about losing you and it was too much.  I never meant to make you angry or think that I don’t like having serious talks with you, because I do, I always do, there’s just a point I hit when the topic has to do with us not being together.  I’m glad that my eyes can inflict such pain, they need to understand.  Does it bother you a lot?  Like, with the girls, does it bother you?  I mean, knowing that I’ve been with one or anything like that?

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Course I do, but it doesn’t mean it’ll stop you. No, I’m not mad. Why would I be mad at you?  I’m sorry about that. I should’ve stopped myself before I kept rambling on. I just don’t know the time or place, I guess. They really do, babe. I think your glares even scared Ronnie a little bit sometimes. I’m an idiot and jealous freak. I honestly used to be bothered that you were with anyone at all and I had to witness it one of the times. Thankfully, I grew up since then and that doesn’t bother me because who else gets to say they’re with you for three years and counting now, you know? But when it comes to flirting … oh yeah, it bothers me. It’s hard to watch when women who are perfectly fit are pushing themselves to you. You can have anyone you want and I get jealous and angry over them trying to take you away from me. No matter what the intentions are, it’s taking you away from me.

jayce-sheffield:

That might be a tough one.  We are being honest, and you know that I love talking to you about topics that are all about that, just maybe not this one.  It’s the one that maybe I can’t necessarily handle for long periods of time.  Yes, you’re my jaan.  I don’t get that way with the girls, so no I don’t think it happens too often, but occasionally there’ll be a guy in the mix who I pick out.  It’s more when we’re out and away from the fans that you get looks by other guys.  I don’t know what I look like, but I do know that I tense up and nowadays touch you in some way, even if it’s just having our shoulders together.

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What’s the difference between you hmphing and me hmphing? Like I said, I’m sorry and I’m going to stop talking about it, alright? I didn’t know when to stop speaking, I guess. Should’ve known when to stop. Made it a bit easier for you, huh? Not interested in half of the population must have it’s perks or something. You tend to glare a lot too and I think your glares sometimes have the ability to wound a man in a second. Personally for me, I knew it was hard to contain any jealousy when we were a secret because I had to act like you were simply me mate, you know? I couldn’t do a thing about it and anyone could flirt with you and hit on you and it was allowed ‘cause you were supposedly single. But my god does it make me mad when people do that knowing you’re taken or do it front of me like I’m nothing. It always wants me to be rude back, no matter who it is, and pull you away or do something cliche and kiss you in front of them.

jayce-sheffield:

Anything for you to smile.  Talk like this is making me distressed, can we stop?  I’m going to love you forever, yeah?  I just get possessive I suppose and it’s an instinct.  I don’t know, I’m not saying that either of us takes charge in the relationship, but I just feel like it’s my position to act that way

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And you can’t comment on me hmphing anymore either. Uhm, yeah, sure. Sorry, I thought we were being honest with each other here. You know, having one of those talks. I guess not. Didn’t mean to make you feel any negative way. ‘Course you’re gonna love me forever, I’m your best mate and ‘course you’re gonna love me forever, I’m your jaan, yeah? Does it happen often? You know, to act in that way? I know the faces you make and what you do when you start to get angry and, I guess, possessive also, but I don’t think I notice it enough.

carterpie:

I don’t want to hear your stupid sorry-ass excuses, Andi. I trusted you to be better than this and you just let me down. You don’t have to part with them! You can still love them while loving the others.

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Would it be better if I text it to you so you can see my stupid sorry-bum excuses, Carter? I can change my ways though. Would you be willing to share the Oreos you just got so I can try one? Was the fruit punch for, like, summer and this one for fall? But I can’t love them as much.