Damon: I wanted to apologize.
Damon: Let me finish. I said, I wanted to and then I realized that I’m not sorry.
Elena: You would rather die, than be human and you expect me to be ok with that ?
Damon: I didn’t say you were supposed to be ok with it. I just said I’m not sorry. But you know what I really am ? Selfish. Because I make bad choices that hurt you. Yes, I would rather have died than be human. I’d rather die right now, than spend a handful of years with you, only to lose you when I’m to old and sick and miserable and you still you. I’d rather die right now, than spend my last final years remembering, how I godd I had it and how happy I was, because that’s who I am, Elena, and I’m not gonna change. And there’s no apology in the world that encompasses all the reasons that I’m wrong for you.
Elena: Fine. Then I’m not sorry, either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything. And that in death, you’re the one that make made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices, and of all the choices that I have made, this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon.
it was the summer of 7th grade going to 8th
a nigga was stressed and depressed
walking home like
“how the fuck did i manage to do this to myself”
on the brink of tears everyday scared to tell my mom
luckily they had this program
“read away your fees” or some shit like that
every half an hour you sat in the library and read it took 2 dollars off
my mother aint see me for about a month and a half.