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[pretty_yellow]

The Bridge. || brendon/ryan ||

He has photo frames and photos and he has memories. He's twenty-five and he's in love.

Comments

[panicmydear]

FC? RIGHT?

This was so amazing and just... like... God. I don't even know. Breath taking.

[pretty_yellow]

FC. YES. \o/

the first comment is always the scariest to read 'cause you never know how the story will go down =P

i'm so glad you liked.

[pretty_yellow]

the ages were the important points to me. i'm so very, very excited that you commented on them =PP

xx

[thewildandfree]

Oh my God. That was the loveliest swell of heartbreak and joy. The arc of a broken boy being sewn back together. Just. Lovely.

[pretty_yellow]

The arc of a broken boy being sewn back together

that is pretty much exactly what i was aiming for. wow.

\o/ thanks!

[pretty_yellow]

thank you so much.

xx

[pretty_odd_one]

This was really good. I really like how pulled specific points in his life to refer back to and then back to the present. This was really well written.

[pretty_yellow]

the entire time i was writing it i was trying to decide which age was the present. eighteen or twenty-five.

i settled on eighteen. twenty-five is his future from point eighteen. i don't know.

it sucks 'cause i wrote it and i'm confused. there's no-one i can ask =P