#convooscar

[wordinglives]

( bxatingxhearts​ )

"i know... i know that i'm o-obviously n-not the  best. i--i can't even s-say anything properly,   dammit!!" oscar was always full self-hatred,   it truly was as if self hatred was his profession.   it was extremely detrimental to his life and his  relationships with people around him, he knew  that, but there was barely anything that he could  do about it. "w-why.. why are you even with me?"

[wordinglives]

( tenxrifesea )

        “kisses won’t make it better,          but you can try.”

[wordinglives]

ever since he turned nine, he’s ceased almost all interaction with everyone thus putting any possible opportunity for him to have sex to  rest. it wasn’t as though he completely clueless about sex; he’s done plenty of watching for his own benefit but it’s definitely easily said then  done. he’s almost shaking, cheeks bright red, eyes everywhere but on his partner. 

“it’s.. it’s really not you. — i.. i’m just..” he’s hesitant to say it, afraid that the other would just burst into laughter and see him as merely another joke but he knew he had to say it soon. “i’ve never done it before.”

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( snowpathique )

"um, so--- everyone's like talking and like i'm uh.. feeling kind of left out and  you looked approachable so i.. um,  hi."

[wordinglives]

"i'm just.. disappointed, that's all. i saw it coming though so i guess it's not that bad."

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(It was a mistake. He shouldn't have left without his parents, shouldn't have thought that he could do it by himself and maybe he wouldn't find himself in such a situation where he was sure if he did one more wrong move, tears would be making an appearance; and he was sure that would cause confused looks upon people's faces. Which guy cries when someone asks them to fill up a form?

Oscar Reyes, and if you actually knew him, you wouldn't even had let him off alone in the first place. With dyslexia and social anxiety written in his health report, it was no surprise that his heart was racing and a lump had settled in his throat. All he wanted was to sign up for an art class but now he was a trembling mess. There wasn't a thing that he understood on the form, and he could already almost hear the other people in line behind him rolling their eyes as they impatiently wait for him to start filling the form up.

"U--Uh.. I.. Um..--- "

They must think I am some stupid person. Fuck, I should have stayed at home and I would't have been embarrassing myself.Sad thing is, he's been like this ever since he was nine. )