once upon a time was the perfect and most succesful family in the town of Whitehall.
the family bred succesful men who went on to countinue their studies at universities at the likes of Harvard. the family bred beautiful women who were elegant and married rich men. the family had a colorful background, and were always succesful.
a beautiful mother of three prodigy children gave birth to a young baby. unlike his brothers, he was born sickly and frail and yellow. once his heart stopped, but he lived on. he grew up to be curious about life, answering back to adults in a way that gave the impression he was smart and yet annoying.
but he was failing school and failing life. grades started to drop, and more doors started to slam at the Kingsley household. the boy wanted to grow up to be a writer and a painter. his parents wanted him to be a lawyer or a doctor.
when the family were fed up with his failures, they kicked him out of the house and bought him a rundown loft in a sad neighbourhood. the boy was happy, confused and lonely. he grew up, cold and distant yet shy and meek.
and then at that fateful day did he meet a girl who was as broken as he was. at the coffe shop. 22nd of february 2013. the day that changed his life.
his name is Forrest Kingsley.
and he hopes you don't pity him.
(because pity makes me weak and sad. and when i'm weak, i cry. and when i'm sad, i break things. but when i'm both, i am detatched from reality and run far, far away)
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never let me go
Romanceforrest was a cynical guy with messed up moral values. he thinks society is vulgar because it has blurred it's concept of beauty. until he met a girl wearing ballet shoes and a knitted jumper at the coffee shop with the same values.