Yeah, you. [He gets up, not caring about the mess for now. It's been some time since he's really allowed himself to rage like this. A part of him already hates himself for it, but another is reveling in the anger. This is something that's been festering for a while now.] I get that I screwed up. I fucking do, okay? All I wanted was some space to get my head together about all of this, because I don't know about you, but liking guys is a new thing to me. It hurt, but I understood why you stopped coming around to St. Agnes after that. I don't know if I could be around me, either. But damn it, Ronan, you didn't even tell me about Kavinsky until long after you started dating.
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Date: 2014-12-01 05:04 pm (UTC)