Gabriel's knees are always (skinned) wrote in repose,
Locked: Ronan/Leena
I'm a fan of the industrial aesthetic, I must say.
The proverbial dick thing wasn't one of my more nuanced metaphors throughout the entire process, was it? [With an embarrassed heat in his cheeks.] I haven't been to one of these things in a while, but it'd be hard to beat my first one. Years ago. I was hurt, quite terribly - and the physical damage wasn't permanent, but I think it did a number on me mentally for a long time.
I'm sorry that men have given you reason to be afraid. We can be pretty fucking hideous creatures.
I do know. I remember what it was like to feel that way for the first time. I'm glad for you, to know it too.
Not anymore. I did for a while, when I was still lost and confused. But I don't think you can keep loving someone after they abandon you like that. Not for long, anyway. You know what? I think I might hate him. And I know, it's probably true that hate and love are two sides of the same coin. But maybe hate is a step in the right direction, closer to closure or something like it.
First on that list is probably my family. They treated me like a mistake. Like there was something wrong with me, just for being who I am.