Okay, it was a Sunday morning. My girlfriend was hung-over. And, I remember this well because, like, there’s a couple things I could do, my girlfriend’s hung-over. Generally it would be to reprimand her and wake up and go, “You don’t feel good, right? Well maybe you shouldn’t have drank and made a fool out of yourself and me. Wouldn’t that have been a good thing? If you didn’t fucking do that?”
You know just keep pushing until she cried because I don’t really know if someone loves me if I can’t make them cry. So…isn’t that the test for all of us? Really? If you’re with somebody and you don’t know if you can make them cry, I’d really go deeper. Wouldn’t trust that bond.