a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of ronan's worship into one downtown block. you know.
you are alive, neil abram josten
screaming crying throwing up
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Once upon a time, a man named Niall Lynch had three sons, one of whom loved his father more than the others.
fake idgafer I see your brother living just because you loved him
“Ronan gave in to the brief privilege of hating himself, as he always did in church. There was something satisfying about acknowledging this hatred, something relieving about this little present he allowed himself each Sunday.” thinking about him every day
i know it still hurts that you’ll never get an apology from them. so i’ll be the one to apologize to you. i’m sorry they didn’t value your kindness. i’m sorry you feel embarrassed and ashamed. i’m sorry people lie. i’m sorry someone preyed on your vulnerabilities. i’m sorry they tainted the concept of love for you. i’m sorry they didn’t respect your boundaries. i’m sorry you kept quiet just to keep the peace. i’m sorry you feel used. i’m sorry for all of it.
I chase the feeling of The Raven Cycle like Gansey chased Glendower. I will not explain further.
I hope you know that it’s always this