i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break.
once every six months or so i pick a pen and draw something. and today is the day so. take this as an offering?? just a lil sketch of our boys #steddie
Uh uh uhhh librarian Eddie who finds himself falling head over heels with the guy who volunteers to read to the kids every Tuesday
And Steve, who can’t help but notice the way the cute librarian hovers when he’s shelving books, peering over the stacks to stare