cliche-ask-max-deactivated20171:
Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?
//lol chill max//
I don’t n-need it…I’m not crying…*sniffles again*
You know, you’re still strong if you are.
Crying isn’t a sign of weakness – it’s a sign of how deeply you feel. But that’s
not weak. I promise you.*fuckin breaks down* I-I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…
//oh shit angst//
*just squeezes the boy’s hand* No, no, shhh…
it’s okay. It’s really okay, I promise. I’m
sorry for bringing this all up. I really didn’t mean to. You’re alright, I promise.*hiccups* *sobs a lot* n-no, you don’t…understand…my…fault…it’s my fault…they…told me…was…my fault…
*’Here we go – just gonna dive head-first into
this rabbit-hole,’ he thinks* No, no… you’re a child. You’re only responsible
for your actions. What did they say?I…I’m not…good enough…I can’t be…perfect child…it’s my fault that…my fault…dad…dead…mom…remarried…my…fault…
That’s not true. Things like that – those aren’t
kids’ responsibilities. And nobody’s perfect – it’s foolish to expect that from
anyone, even adults.
The Perfect Scientist 