It maybe self-destructive, but I could imagine why. If I had a slow burn romance that makes me have to reevaluate my feelings and sense of self over some one then having all hope of that type of relationship dashed like team rocket, it would take some serious time to recuperate.
Ayyyyy, 'sup everybody. I'm the narrator of this here story, alright? The name's Lee. First of all, don't judge, my handwriting is shit. Second, this is a little tale about my best friend and the biggest dopeass punk on the whole damn planet, Haro. Man, he's done some crazy shit for me. Been through some pretty wicked stuff, what with his kidnapped mom and coo-coo for coco-puffs dad and all that. And still through all the horrors and demons and sins, that kid just won't ever stop smiling. Fuck that guy and his smiles, god dammit, they kill me, he's so damn cute. No homo.
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