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i’m not ashamed of my softness anymore. i would rather be too soft than too hard. too kind than too cruel. this is not weakness. 

my voice is soft but my words are loud. it’s not my fault you ignore them.

my hands shake, my voice stumbles, but your presence stills them. 

when the parasocial obsession relationship hits just right

i’m trapped here so my outside world is formed from snippets of the internet, and when that’s taken away from me i have nothing...

don’t look at me with your rough gaze. i’m too soft today. i’ll crumble in your eyes.

remade because the side account with the original blog got deleted. unfortunately i didn’t save any of those texts, which is a double-edged sword: i’m glad the writings based on my own toxic relationship with an fp aren’t viewable, & yet... those writings were really special & dived into billy in a way i haven’t in my fics. i did a Lot of writing there & now it’s all gone. : (  i wish i had the foresight to back everything up. but... we start again, in some form.