[ this is entirely too revealing, leaf him alone. ]
It feels hard to breathe sometimes. Like my throat's still split wide open. I don't know if he'll feel that, too. And — the way his body was... Danny had to have drugged him, too, because he wouldn't have — Hawk wouldn't have fucked him by choice. Not after what happened. That's... just another thing, on top of everything else.
I feel different, Tim. I don't know how to describe it. I feel worse. I feel like shit. I feel like wrecking every good thing I have, which is — fine, because what I had with Hawk was shitty, anyway. He might come back feeling different, too. I don't know.
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It feels hard to breathe sometimes. Like my throat's still split wide open. I don't know if he'll feel that, too. And — the way his body was... Danny had to have drugged him, too, because he wouldn't have — Hawk wouldn't have fucked him by choice. Not after what happened. That's... just another thing, on top of everything else.
I feel different, Tim. I don't know how to describe it. I feel worse. I feel like shit. I feel like wrecking every good thing I have, which is — fine, because what I had with Hawk was shitty, anyway. He might come back feeling different, too. I don't know.