Honestly I have been begging for answers that you and only you can give to me.

I was nearly scared to death. Why you left in paragraphs. Words are nearly over us. Stop and turn and grab your bags.

All my sandcastles fall like ashes of cigarettes and every wave drags me to sea.

Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?

50 bucks, Michael.. That's as much as I g

I'll be here by the ocean, just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams.

Is everyone here make believe.

Still not going to the hospital, Michael.. [He slaps the bill on Scott's chest.]

You can't make me, Michael..

I'm still not going. [He plops onto the couch, crossing his arms over his chest.] (Michael.)

[He shook his head, keeping his eyes away from Michael., afraid he'd buckle if he saw his puppy eyes.]

[He closes his eyes, avoiding looking at Michael. while jutting his bottom lip out.]

[He kept quiet, tucking his head inside his shirt.] (Michael.)

[He breathed out a sigh, lifting his head to gaze at Michael..] I'm not going.

I don't need to go, Michael..

But nothing hurts. So, I'm okay. [He shrugged a shoulder, leaning into Michael.'s hand.]

I'm fine. It'll pass, Michael..

trust me, Michael..

Can I give you a blowjob now, Michael.?

Nice. [Drags Michael. off to DMs.]