Bart laughed again, the sound only lessening slightly in it's hysterical quality, shaking his head and disentangling his arms from around Cissie's waist to grind the heels of his palms into his eyes. "God, what am I doing?" he asked, wiping at his cheeks and rubbing his eyes. "There's nothing I can do about it now, I just have to suck it up and get over it. They'll be fine without me, they always were." He heaved a shuddering sigh, still leaning into Cissie's embrace, even as he shook his head in denial. "Crying doesn't fix anything. I don't think anything can fix it. Not really. But I appreciate the offer," he added, closing his eyes.
After a few minutes of getting himself under control, almost hours for him, Bart straightened a little, scrunching up his face until it felt right again. "I have some pictures, if you want to see," he offered.
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Date: 2008-10-09 08:17 pm (UTC)After a few minutes of getting himself under control, almost hours for him, Bart straightened a little, scrunching up his face until it felt right again. "I have some pictures, if you want to see," he offered.