[ hugs are for happier times than this. The visit of a friend you haven't seen in months, the success of theory becoming reality, that kind of thing. It seems wrong to taint them with the moments where you want nothing more than to curl up into your own skin and play dead.
But compromises can be made, right? Somewhere in between full body contact and none at all there's... Well, whatever this is. Not quite handholding, because that implies something fixed and possessive, and it isn't really. It's just a quick squeeze.
Eventually, she lets his fingers drop and slips her hands into her pockets. That's a good sign, one that she's comfortable.
Also sam she's a midget she can probably see under ur hair here. ] Me too. [ it's obvious, to her, and saying it is strange and uncomfortable... But she's been learning recently that maybe her way of reacting to things could be improved. Maybe some things do need to be said, no matter how no shit she thinks they are.
But simple agreement is one thing. Saying what's on the tip of her tongue, no matter the compulsion (I'm glad I met you) is another thing entirely and she bites down on the words instead. Swallows them back for a little while more.
There is such a thing as being too vulnerable. ] Guess we at least got something good out of this place. [ that's a better way of putting it. Honest, but general. People - from both of them to the entire population here - have gotten something good from it. Have met others and found something worth a little of their trust and happiness. ]
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But compromises can be made, right? Somewhere in between full body contact and none at all there's... Well, whatever this is. Not quite handholding, because that implies something fixed and possessive, and it isn't really. It's just a quick squeeze.
Eventually, she lets his fingers drop and slips her hands into her pockets. That's a good sign, one that she's comfortable.
Also sam she's a midget she can probably see under ur hair here.] Me too. [ it's obvious, to her, and saying it is strange and uncomfortable... But she's been learning recently that maybe her way of reacting to things could be improved. Maybe some things do need to be said, no matter how no shit she thinks they are.But simple agreement is one thing. Saying what's on the tip of her tongue, no matter the compulsion (I'm glad I met you) is another thing entirely and she bites down on the words instead. Swallows them back for a little while more.
There is such a thing as being too vulnerable. ] Guess we at least got something good out of this place. [ that's a better way of putting it. Honest, but general. People - from both of them to the entire population here - have gotten something good from it. Have met others and found something worth a little of their trust and happiness. ]