|Filtered to Thomas and Spectre
||[May. 11th, 2009|05:27 pm]
Deirdre Ionúin Gallagher
I'm feeling all full of love and happiness and I realised I haven't seen you yet, Thomas. And when I went 'round to visit this afternoon, you weren't there. Conveniently having left five minutes before I arrived.
I am so sorry for what I did. Thomas, I didn't mean to. I didn't know you could come back. Everything just looked... I'm sorry. I fucked up. Actually, when I think about it now, I can't even believe I did that. I don't know what I was thinking, but I don't think Spectre was the only one feeling out of place and shitty, though I think my issues were very different than his. And I just wanted to fix something you know? And I see now that I wasn't fixing anything. Of course I wasn't. I was making things more complicated and fuck, if you weren't the incredibly amazing man you are, Thomas, I could have fucked things up for a lot of people. Yourself, Spectre, your kids...
What I did wasn't okay, and I know that. I won't pull shit like that again. I'm so sorry. And I love you.