
bloodandtitanium:
“Of course it’s fucked up. I have a penis, Dylan. I have chest hair.”
"I have tits! What is okay about that?!”
“You know what? Whatever.”
Dylan couldn’t speak. There were no words for the things he wanted to say or for the things he was feeling. Erika’s,...
Kane–the name renders Erika mute, stricken with grief and guilt so heavy tears nearly spring to her eyes. “Right now,...