"you bore me," he said, staring at him with a blank expression.
he couldn't mutter a word. his throat was locked in, as if words were behind bars.
"i don't want you anymore," he continued. "i tried to toy with boys since most of my guy friends do but i came to the realization that i can't put up with it. i don't want to be gay. you see, they're society's defilement."
he makes him feel that every segment of his soul is a mistake, when in fact, the only thing that is wrong in this world are the point of views of the people who lives in it.
"i don't think i can love a person like you."
and with all that he had said, he walked away.
and with all that he didn't stand up for himself, he believed him, like he always does.
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beautiful boys | completed;
Short Storyin which a beautiful boy learns that the edge of a razor blade is nicer than the words of the one he loves, and the people bordering him could spit out. ▬ may 2016 © reichelle torres #4 in gloom 080120 #195 in taygetsthegay 072420 #2 in theloveso...
