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Help For The Broken (Polyfidelity)

TheDemonOmegaGod

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Reads 26,328
Votes 786
Parts 6
Time 19m

TheDemonOmegaGod

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depression eatingdisorder gay hope mentalillness polyfidelity romance

Ian has never been a loud or bright kid, he awlays thought the worst of everything. He never say hope as a thing, just a fantsay to make people believe there was "hope". In his world everyting was the truth, meaning, everything was broken, even shattered.

He didn't unerstand emotions, he didn't understand life at all.
 
One day he got curious, what was it like to feel emotions, to kiss, to be touched in a sexual way by someone not himself, he didn't understand how to but he was going to. Ian did what he thought was most right in his broken world. He asked a guy from school to come over to his house on a friday night, and he did. When they we're in his room Ian pushed him up against thge wall, amd at that moment his Mother opened the door,  just to ask if he need
ed anything.

He Mother hates gay and can't stand them at all, however, she has gotten her tubes tied and couldn't have any more children. 
So she brought him somewhere that she thought would fix him, but somethimgs go beyond fixing point. 
Was he one?


WARNING CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM, DEPRESSION, EATING-DISORDER, ABUSE, BULLYING AND A RELATION BEWTEEN MANY MEN.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.All Rights Reserved

depression eatingdisorder gay hope mentalillness polyfidelity romance

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