"you can know things all you like, but that doesnât mean you believe them." the war i finally won  /  accepting!  /  @knoworth
thereâs something to be heard in those words that echoes deep within him, reminding him of things he doesnât want to hear. she has always had a way with words around him. christ, she knows him better than his own dad knows him, and that speaks volumes as to how much tony is prioritized in his own fatherâs life. some part of him wonders what howard was like before all of this shit. in the times that peggy knew him. there are old newspapers about the guy, sure, butââ fuck, man, he hates his dad in a way he thinks he shouldnât, some days.
â and thatâs just life, isnât it? â forced to grow up too quickly. itâs not a fact heâs keen of reflecting on, because itâs true. he remembers, vividly, all the times he realized how heâd never just get to be a kid. heâs never been like the others. tony, so gifted, so talented, but just not enough at the same time.  â even if i donât believe it, it doesnât cancel out the fact that it isnât true. you just have to suck it up and deal with it. â words of a slight pessimist in any case, and probably not the words she wants to hear out of him. he has struggled. he still does. to what extent, even he doesnât know, nor does he want to unlock that type of knowledge. leave it where it is, undusted, preferably. stay in that closet.  â youâd know how that feels, wouldnât you? â
