Dead Meat pretty much wrote the comment that I had in my head. I loved the way it's so.. simple. I could relate to it, without it being overly dramatic. Quite frankly, he's just a kid who wants to be liked or loved by a certain person, and that person seems more interested in a bottle than in him. Simple yet perfect and beautifully written. :cute: Oh yeah, and I really enjoyed getting to read a story where Bert wasn't the bad guy. The old story of "Bert abused Gerard" gets dull after... well, not long at all, actually.
Is it just me, or is way more Gerbert popping up lately?
Ohhhh.... that was sad. And lovely. But mostly sad. I loved how it was so... understated? Like, at first when I glanced at the screen and saw the words "porcelain" and "red", I was all, oh dear god, Bert's cutting in the shower again. :roll: But when I read on and saw that he was just miserably prodding his skin and wishing he was someone else, I was all, oh. That's so sad. It sounds like something I might do, or anyone. Because how he's feeling is something we can all relate to, you know? It's not all melodramatics and slashing open his wrists and wailing, "WAIIII DOESN'T GEE LUB MEEEE? WAAAAAIII?" It's believable and understandable and wonderfully written. :]
You want to step back into the shower, water pouring over your body like a flame held under a piece of paraffin until it melts so you can twist and graft and re-shape and alter your entire body until all you see is a wax replica of a corpse you used to know, and never want to remember.
Your descriptions are incredible. :shock: I love this kind of writing; abstract thoughts and evocative imagery.
The ending was the perfect anti-climax. I would have been so so disappointed if he did something crazy, like OD'd or whatever. It was just beautifully understated, like I said before, and was a billion times sadder than any suicide attempt. Andandand, how refreshing was it to see Bert as the vulnerable one? Bad Gerard. :]]]]
Thanks.