Aaaaaaaaargh. So BORED. It's Saturday night and I have nothing to do and I all I want is some good woobie due South porn to wallow and wallow and wallow in. Oh,
Fraser, I so love you best, you with your dead mommy and your absent father -- and your running away from home not once but
multiple times -- and the way you're friendly with everybody and
close with almost no one -- and your utter freakiness -- and you put the only woman you ever loved in
prison -- and you don't know how to tell a good lie -- and you're so pretty and good it hurts my soul -- and behind the competence and excellence and intelligence you're the biggest bundle of need and want and loneliness in the
world.
And Ray! Oh,
Ray. Ray who thinks he's all tough and cynical, who tries to be, but still really wants to believe in everything underneath it al -- with his perfect smile
showing his whole entire personality -- who can't do anything halfway (love, anger, grief), who can't help using his whole self in everything he feels -- who can express himself with his body better than his words most of the time -- who thinks you're a pain in the ass and knows your freakiness and loves you anyway, who thinks you're by far the most important thing in his life -- who's prickly and weird and a better man than he thinks he is and who's just as needy as you even if he doesn't hide it as well.
*sighs*
Oh, MY BOYS. My heart, she is filled with so much love.
All I want is for them to find each other and love each other and have lots of fucking and comfort! Really, is that so much for a girl to ask?