the thing about ronan lynch is that he's so lonely. the only dreamer he knows, the only gay kid. when given the chance he dreams brothers and birds and brydes and little orphan girls. friends. companions. things made for loving no matter how difficult they can be. you are made of dreams and this world is not for you. he's not alone. not anymore. there's always going to be a part of him that's lonely. but he's so surrounded by love now.



















