There is no place in this world for someone like you.

Of course not; that much was obvious from the start. You’re living in a world created in the image of someone so very different from you. It’s always been this way, and no patchwork community or passed-by campaign will change that.

We gravitate to each other from a young age, taking shelter in the wounds we receive from every passing glance, before we have the words to articulate what it is that magnetizes us.

Assuming you’re lucky enough to be around someone who is a freak like you.

And even then, it’s only a matter of time before they throw you to the wolves.