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I just don't get it. Why? Why did things turn out this way? What am I supposed to do?
She would be better off without me. All I ever do is drag her down, hang onto her tailcoats.
Maybe it would have been better if she never met me.
All of my success, my triumphs, my stride, it was all her.
It was always her.
I can't do anything right can I? She wastes so much effort on me... and it makes me feel so.... useless....
What if she wasn't there? What if she left me? What then?
I was nothing before her, and I'll be nothing when she's gone.
I just don't understand... why I can't do things alone. Why do I need her to hold my hand? And tell me that it'll be all right? When it's not.
Some day, some day soon, she'll be gone, and I'll be alone.
And I'm terrified. Because of what I am.
I am nothing... and she's the only thing that makes me something...

So this is a small part of Yif contemplating his relationship with Dailia. Yif, although never truly diagnosed, has some pretty severe Autistic tenancies and has a tough time figuring out his next step. Dailia has worked really hard prompting him to finish Hai Skool, get a job, make friends, and he feels guilty that he's not able to function on his own, and feels like he's holding his girlfriend back from her ambitions.
What bothers him more is that Yif had had a very haunting dream that the love of his life had grown old and turned to dust right before his eyes, and the thought that she'll die of age someday troubles him so. He has a hard enough time with her, but without her he would probably stumble through life like a deer in a headlight.

And... That's about all I got....

I did finish the 6th chapter of my unnamed L'uidian story... This is my first non-crappy tablet picture... like... ever...and I had some Burger King earlier...

:iconirkenidunnoplz: I dunno. It's not too bad.

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I just don't get it. Why? Why did things turn out this way? What am I supposed to do?
She would be better off without me. All I ever do is drag her down, hang onto her tailcoats.
Maybe it would have been better if she never met me.
All of my success, my triumphs, my stride, it was all her.
It was always her.
I can't do anything right can I? She wastes so much effort on me... and it makes me feel so.... useless....
What if she wasn't there? What if she left me? What then?
I was nothing before her, and I'll be nothing when she's gone.
I just don't understand... why I can't do things alone. Why do I need her to hold my hand? And tell me that it'll be all right? When it's not.
Some day, some day soon, she'll be gone, and I'll be alone.
And I'm terrified. Because of what I am.
I am nothing... and she's the only thing that makes me something...

So this is a small part of Yif contemplating his relationship with Dailia. Yif, although never truly diagnosed, has some pretty severe Autistic tenancies and has a tough time figuring out his next step. Dailia has worked really hard prompting him to finish Hai Skool, get a job, make friends, and he feels guilty that he's not able to function on his own, and feels like he's holding his girlfriend back from her ambitions.
What bothers him more is that Yif had had a very haunting dream that the love of his life had grown old and turned to dust right before his eyes, and the thought that she'll die of age someday troubles him so. He has a hard enough time with her, but without her he would probably stumble through life like a deer in a headlight.

And... That's about all I got....

I did finish the 6th chapter of my unnamed L'uidian story... This is my first non-crappy tablet picture... like... ever...and I had some Burger King earlier...

:iconirkenidunnoplz: I dunno. It's not too bad.