i wanna be a smash

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I’m not acting, you silly nit.

You’re dumb. And too optimistic.

Yes. A little optimism goes a long way.

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It’s all going to be alright, I promise. Ok?

Acting doesn’t translate well over the internet.

I'm not acting, you silly nit.

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‘Discarding’. Of course. I think the word you’re looking for is adoption, and they wouldn’t be strangers, you absolute twit. Kit would get to meet them and vet them and have as much or as little contact with her daughter as she likes. And that would be her choice. Just as it’s her choice if she decides you get to see Jenna. Maybe don’t be playing the sympathy card when this morning you were implying all sorts of things about me on your little blog, and attempting to humiliate Kit. I don’t expect you to like me, Phil. And I don’t see myself as a knight in shining armour, either.

Yeah, that’s her choice. Listen. I have nothing against people who turn to adoption. It’s great. You wanna give that kid the best life? Awesome. But why pass your kid over to this random couple that you met maybe once or twice, when their biological parent wants to be there for them, to raise them? Are you so dim that you don’t get it? I’m not looking for your sympathy, and I sure am not gonna pretend that I like you even a little bit. I think you’re a coward, but I’ll be damned if you try and come between me and my little girl.

Kit wants to raise her! So now you know, and now, you can fuck off. You have no claim on that baby, and no right to her.

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I think it’s appropriate.

Maybe just a little.

I wish I’d never ended up in this mess.

It's all going to be alright, I promise. Ok?

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Because I know you want her. I’d hate to see you give her up because some absolute plonker made you doubt your own ability to take care of her.

I can’t believe you just called him a plonker.

I think it's appropriate.

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Kit… I do feel bad about it. But that’s not why I’m being nice to you. I thought we were friends, and that we were getting back on track. Everything that happened? And besides, I mean it when I say I believe in you.

Why is it so important that I keep her anyway?

Because I know you want her. I'd hate to see you give her up because some absolute plonker made you doubt your own ability to take care of her.

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Kit’s doubting herself the way any first time Mother doubts herself. If you were a decent man, you’d help alleviate those fears, and you’d care for her. You’d make those things less scary. And that’s exactly why I know you’re a dishonourable sort. Because if you cared about Kit, you’d understand Simon and Daisy are extensions of her. And you can’t get away with calling Simon names. You owe him, and Kit, a fucking apology.

I came here under the impression that Kit was discarding our child, sending her off to live with total strangers, so excuse me for taking a minute to adjust to her own sudden change of heart. You guys wanna adjust to me wanting to be a part of Jenna’s life? I’m just as human as you guys are. I’ll apologise to Kit, to Simon, sure. I don’t mind being the bigger man, but don’t you dare think I’m gonna apologise to you, or that you can tell me what to do. You’re no knight in shining armor, Lo.

'Discarding'. Of course. I think the word you're looking for is adoption, and they wouldn't be strangers, you absolute twit. Kit would get to meet them and vet them and have as much or as little contact with her daughter as she likes. And that would be her choice. Just as it's her choice if she decides you get to see Jenna. Maybe don't be playing the sympathy card when this morning you were implying all sorts of things about me on your little blog, and attempting to humiliate Kit. I don't expect you to like me, Phil. And I don't see myself as a knight in shining armour, either.

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Guilty?

I saw him bringing up all the shit with Bethany. If you feel bad about that, it’s fine. You don’t need to be nice to me because of it.

Kit... I do feel bad about it. But that's not why I'm being nice to you. I thought we were friends, and that we were getting back on track. Everything that happened? And besides, I mean it when I say I believe in you.

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We’ll all help, Kit. She won’t be any better off with him. She needs you, and I think you need her.

You don’t need to say all this if you just feel guilty.

Guilty?

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You’re already messing with her head. You’ve already got her doubting herself. And that doesn’t quite sit right with me. I reiterate, don’t fucking mess with her. She’s got a lot of people who love and care about her, and they’d all be overjoyed to see the back of you.

In what way is that my fault? Kit’s doubting herself, that’s got nothing to do with me. If she was feeling insecure, or wasn’t sure about herself, those feelings don’t just appear out of thin air. Oh yeah? And are you top of that list? Along with that airhead brother of hers? I don’t care what you people think of me. I could care less. I care about Jenna, and Jenna only. And by default, I care about Kit. She’s carrying my child, and I want that child to be healthy, and to make her a part of my life. The rest of you? I’m happy to see the back of you.

Kit's doubting herself the way any first time Mother doubts herself. If you were a decent man, you'd help alleviate those fears, and you'd care for her. You'd make those things less scary. And that's exactly why I know you're a dishonourable sort. Because if you cared about Kit, you'd understand Simon and Daisy are extensions of her. And you can't get away with calling Simon names. You owe him, and Kit, a fucking apology.

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Then don’t doubt how much you love her.

Love won’t feed her or get her diapers or buy her toys.

We'll all help, Kit. She won't be any better off with him. She needs you, and I think you need her.

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I won’t leave her again. She’s my best friend. And I’m not telling you what you should or shouldn’t do, I’m telling you not to fucking mess with her head.

I should take heed, ‘cause you’d know a lot about messing with her head, right? I’m not messing with her head, my man. I’m here because I want to be. Because I care. How hard is that for you to understand, twinkletoes?

You're already messing with her head. You've already got her doubting herself. And that doesn't quite sit right with me. I reiterate, don't fucking mess with her. She's got a lot of people who love and care about her, and they'd all be overjoyed to see the back of you.

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Please don’t doubt yourself, love.

This is about Jenna.

Then don't doubt how much you love her.

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I’m well aware of how the internet works. But Kit knows I love her. She knows… I have loved her. She knows me so well it is absolutely frightening. I don’t think that makes me better or any more qualified to make decisions, and I won’t make them for her. Besides, I won’t leave her again. As long as she wants me here. And the difference is that now Kit does want Jenna, and she doesn’t want you.

You’re playing with fire here, man. You never thought you’d leave her back in high school, what makes you think you’re any different now? What makes you think you won’t abandon her for Bethany again? Kit might want Jenna, and good for her, but if she changes her mind, if she’s so unsure about her capabilities as a mother, then you bet I’m gonna be here for my daughter. You can’t honestly tell me that I shouldn’t wanna love and support my own little girl?

I won't leave her again. She's my best friend. And I'm not telling you what you should or shouldn't do, I'm telling you not to fucking mess with her head.