//dear leo// barsandmelody︱au︱

There is nothing romantic in sadness.

Bullshit posts on Tumblr with bleeding wrists and bandages could not showcase even a fraction of the pain one needed to feel in order to be able to do something like that to oneself; pain is not romantic.

He knew that. And yet, he'd see those posts and his hand would hover over the mouse for a short moment, before clicking "reblog" - there was nothing romantic about pain; but it was strangely liberating to know he wasn't the only one who felt that way.

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In which Leo and Charlie meet and form a really strange friendship.
Kinda sad. Kinda sappy. Kinda sassy. Kinda no smut.

*UPDATE*
I started this story at a not very good time in my life and I wrote this story in a not a good time in my life. There is more then a few mentions of self-harm, suicide and sexual assault. Another important thing to note is that while this is a fanfiction, it's also an original story. No one is famous and Leo and Charlie are mostly just faces for characters I completely made up. Thank you for your time!