yes it is your fault
- LECTURAS 54
- Votos 4
- Partes 2
Contenido adultoContinúa6m
Última publicación jue, mar 13, 2025
Trigger warnings:
Rape
Self-harm
Assault
Homosexuality
Bullying
Gaslighting
Mental illness
Homelessness
Brutality
Prostitution
Joseph stared longingly at Jr and Cody. They secretly held hands under the table and exchanged quick glances. Each glance was full of more desire and adoration than the last. Joseph wasn't a fool. He understood what was happening. He knew what each remark truly meant. For them, they were against the world.
Nobody could understand their love. But Joseph understood. He wanted to be a part of it, to be included in their inside jokes. He needed them. After hanging out each day, he had to leave early because he was filled with jealousy. He sat in the grass and looked up into the sky. To keep his mind from drifting to more destructive thoughts, he consumed himself with ideas of how endless space and time were. One day, he will die, and nobody will remember him. But for tonight, he wants to dream of being a star. He wants to gift people love. He doesn't want to be alone anymore. He often interlocks his fingers together and pretends like it's another person. It's someone who cares about him They know his favorite color, song, movie, food, game, and spot to hang out.
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