He could count on one hand the number of people who cared about him, and he wouldn't even need all five fingers. He knew that was still something, that he still had people who cared, and he wouldn't trade any of them for the world, but-... He still wondered if he was unlovable. It wasn't just about romance, even though no one seemed to want him, and the boy of his dreams had told him, what was still just a few hours ago, that he wasn't good enough- he knew he hadn't been a good son, either, but he also knew that was because his parents didn't give a shit, and not the other way around.
"So long as you matter to someone, you're never 'no one'." And he knew too well what it was like to feel unimportant, a speck in space.
He snorted a bit, and it was both amused and a little surprised; he'd never considered that this could be hell. Not at any point. Not because he didn't think he'd probably end up there, but because he was pretty sure he was alive. "Damn, that's harsh. I wouldn't say Ohio's as good as Jersey, so far, but it's not that bad." He knew she was most likely being literal, but he was stubborn--and trying to lighten the mood.
After a pause, he cocked his head to the side. "Would I still be aware of my heart beating if this was actually hell?"
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He could count on one hand the number of people who cared about him, and he wouldn't even need all five fingers. He knew that was still something, that he still had people who cared, and he wouldn't trade any of them for the world, but-... He still wondered if he was unlovable. It wasn't just about romance, even though no one seemed to want him, and the boy of his dreams had told him, what was still just a few hours ago, that he wasn't good enough- he knew he hadn't been a good son, either, but he also knew that was because his parents didn't give a shit, and not the other way around.
"So long as you matter to someone, you're never 'no one'." And he knew too well what it was like to feel unimportant, a speck in space.
He snorted a bit, and it was both amused and a little surprised; he'd never considered that this could be hell. Not at any point. Not because he didn't think he'd probably end up there, but because he was pretty sure he was alive. "Damn, that's harsh. I wouldn't say Ohio's as good as Jersey, so far, but it's not that bad." He knew she was most likely being literal, but he was stubborn--and trying to lighten the mood.
After a pause, he cocked his head to the side. "Would I still be aware of my heart beating if this was actually hell?"