"I remember them being cut off better than I remember ever using them." Maybe that made sense. Not in a way that helped any case he'd ever build for his sanity, but it wasn't as if he had any desire to do that. "Forget them. You're holding me." It was a fact, but there was nothing simple about it. "You'll push me away again."
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Date: 2015-09-21 05:56 pm (UTC)But for now he could kiss him, so he did.