`Richard and Dave are two loves divergent in every way. One was unrequited, staged in the physical, utterly unknown, totalizing, insane, "the shake of angel wings", a portrait, death by solid fire. The other was requited, staged in the virtual, brilliantly known, subsequent, clarifying, distant, maddening, death by a thousand cuts. This latest challenge -- for I have neither thrown a paper airplane nor vanished in a wisp of xenon for this one -- balances on the fulcrum between these wild extremes, like a toddler, trying to play on the see-saw by itself.
`"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391