whatever it takes
“You fucking ruined me.”
Bill’s hand ached to reach forward and slap Tom. “You ruined yourself,” Bill spat out.
“No, it’s you,” Tom said. His voice was softer, then. “Everything about you. Your hair, your clothes, your fucking tattoo, your voice, your skin…” He moved closer. “The way you smell.”
Bill shivered a little, the rage cooling inside of him momentarily.
“And it’s been slowly ruining me since the beginning, but at first I could ignore it,” Tom went on. “At first I could just pretend it wasn’t happening, keep doing what I was doing. Then I was just doing it to prove I could, not even because I wanted to. I needed to. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t, Bill. It was so fucking wrong. Don’t you understand?”
Bill shook his head. “What couldn’t be true?”
Tom grabbed Bill’s shoulder, gripping it so hard that Bill whimpered. “That I’m fucking in love with you.” (c)

this drives me mad, for real
я ревела белугой.))) перепугала всю семью, оспаде.
Джордан
где обещанный миллион смсок?)))