Dec 29, 2020
Things that make me grow a beard:
1. Listening to Amon Amarth
2. Watching the Briggs crew in action
3. Watching the Armstrongs and the Curtises whooping Sloth’s ass
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Things that make me grow a beard:
1. Listening to Amon Amarth
2. Watching the Briggs crew in action
3. Watching the Armstrongs and the Curtises whooping Sloth’s ass
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for the fic title: the ache to love and be loved
note: i felt like this title was really fitting for bob
He tried to drown everything in the liquor, for a second the burning in his throat overtook the pain he felt in his chest. The emptiness felt like he was collapsing into himself; the overwhelming ache to love and be love. He was scared of his longing, he wanted to understand, to rationalize his fears, to give shape to his sadness. Cherry; the sweet girl who saw him and it terrified him— to see him meant to understand he was a hollow shell. He was scared: scared of feeling everything and nothing, scared he was incapable of loving others.
The finished bottles on his beside were the easier option, he was scared of understanding who he was to himself. Instead, he remained in this constant inebriated state, to be numbed and reckless. Every reckless action felt like a distraction, some way to keep all the pain at bay. It was the only way to maintain himself from cracking in front of his friends. They were all supposed to be careless and free. He tried to maintain the facade: the jet-set West-side rich kids.
It made him feel helpless, trapped in this image and expectations that it came with. He shaped his vulnerabilities into anger, lashed out at others and gave him a sense of control when he was falling apart himself. It was a short-lived kind of victory, the one he constantly chased. It turned him reckless and dangerous to everyone around him. It wasn’t like his parents noticed, so long as he maintained their expectations, they didn’t give him a second thought. The drinking and violence were a spiral he couldn’t stop himself from going down, garnering the worry of Randy and Cherry. He pushed them away and lashed out at them too, and the worst part was: they always came back.
That is until the day he didn’t come back.
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