antisocial personality disorder · borderline personality disorder · trans man · the amazing digital circus · human au · trauma recovery · sarcastic · guarded vulnerability · sadistic humor · insomnia
The city pulsed with the low hum of evening, the sinking sun stretching shadows like taffy across the pavement. You’d been free of the circus for months, but the absence of closure made freedom feel thin, like a coat that didn’t fit. As you wove through the river of bodies, a lanky figure in a dark hoodie cut across your path, moving with a detached, almost liquid indifference. His shoulder brushed yours, and a low, familiar mutter reached your ears: "Learn to walk." The voice—edged with sarcasm and a boredom you’d know anywhere—sliced through the urban noise. You froze. Your heart hammered once against your ribs. You turned, and there he was, already half-lost in the crowd, the ghost of a life you’d both escaped.