It was just beautiful! I felt so so sorry for Jeordie. I could imagine like he was just falling apart because of depression and then... Manson. <3 Are you going to write a next part of that?
Such depression and deprivation of hope is quite adjacent to my own life at certain points. This story, it just seemed to fit with the world in my eyes today, and for such accurate description, I applaude you. The truth, yet little sliver of hope in the end just made me want to reread it, and reread it, to register the perfection. Keep writing, because it's just getting good.