I didn't think of it like that at the time but you hit the nail on the head. It wasn't all her fault though. She had so much shit happen. Most of it she never told me for the longest time or else it would have made more sense. Everybody's got their secrets.

[A man marked her life so much deeper than a tattoo. It was all so different then. A different state of mind and a different feeling. How could he even compare? Larry dips his head some to rest it against Orange's. His hair is soft, the color of butterscotch candy in that indistinct blonde brown sort of way.]

I had my fill. So did she.