paul sat up in bed, naturally dark hair sticking up every which way. his large shirt, and baggy boxers which exposed his packer hanging what for a cis male would be unnatutally low; worked well enough for him.
he glanced in the mirror as he entered the bathroom; the feeble excuse for stubble growing upon his face due to the fact he wasn't far along on testosterone treatment.
he conciously made himself slouch more, after an accidental glance there and decided he didnt wanna deal with a shower today; he picked up the dry shampoo.
his eyes landed on the L A R G E faded hickeys lining his collarbones and neck and grinned, his da hated it. he loved it. he didn't even know the lad he got them from; he was too drunk. he loved the feel of self destructive behavior; regardless of how terrible everyone else saw it.
he didnt see a point.
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star shopping/ mclennon
Fanfictionjohn lennon (16) is a depressed boy, to say the least. he loves to sing but he sings the sad part to any song, he loves to draw but it's all broken anger harshly layed upon a page. he loves food, but hates himself. so he doesn't eat. he smoked a lot...
