This is me… Jake. This can’t be fixed. [Because of what] always happens. I think I want something, I think I want to be with you, be normal, and…Jake, listen… I can’t be with you! It’s not even just that I can’t. I don’t want to. So you should just be with her. Marry Vanessa. You’re not good enough for me. You’re weak. You need me too much. Need me to tell you what to do and how to feel and…You were never an option for me. You’re an escape. Someone to toy with. You’re a yo-yo. A booty call. A sidepiece. And frankly it’s embarrassing that you still haven’t realized, after all this time, that if we were together, actually together, I would tear right through you. Destroy you. …I’m not scared. I may be horrible because I’m abandoning you, because I always abandon you. But I’m not scared. Not the least bit. You’re wrong. And pathetic. I could tell you five minutes from now that I want to be with you, that I want to save you. You would crawl back to me. Forgive me. Every single time. Do you honestly not know by now? I’m in love with Fitz. I don’t love you, Jake. I love him. When I’m with you, all I think about is him. Fitz is who I choose. He’s who I will always choose. You are just a lesser version of him. A sad reminder of the man I truly deserve. If I couldn’t make it work with him, why the hell would you think I could make it work with you? Good luck becoming vice president, Jake. You’ll need it.
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