The Woes of not Being Straight / An Aphmau FF

"There were all kinds of days.

There were good days, and bad days, and days I had school, and days I didn't. There were days my father was home, and days he wasn't. There were days I was sad, and days I wasn't. There were days we all hung out, and days we didn't. There were first crushes, first dates, first boyfriends, first girlfriends, first birthdays, first friends."

"There were days we broke rules, days we ran wild, days we were young. There were days we told secrets."

"And if I had to pick any of the them to start my-

Well, our story. It's no longer my story, you see. It got intertwined with all of theirs, and I can't tell my part without telling someone else's."

"And that's okay."

"I don't want to tell my story without any of you."

"That's pretty unanimous."

"And pretty mushy."

"Focus, boys, focus."

"Okay, lets start at the beginning."

!TRIGGER WARNING!
Depression, suicide, character death, drugs, alcohol, ptsd, past abuse. Loys of shit. If any of these topics make you uncomfortable, please do not read. And if you ever feel like harming yourself in any way, please talk to someone! Or me, I am almost always available to talk.