I should have known better.

people don't know how to love. they bite rather than kiss. they slap rather than stroke. maybe it's because they recognize how easy it is for love to go bad, to become suddenly impossible, unworkable, an exercise of futility. so they avoid it and seek solace in angst, and fear, and aggression, which are always there and readily available. or maybe sometimes, they just don't have all the facts.

lavender wolfmeyer, in the upside of anger.
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