this is so gorgeous. i felt everything, like i was murph. concussion through osmosis, maybe, or something like that. and all those pretty descriptions man. i'm just gonna camp here and snuggle into the softness of this fic, thanks.

I like your writing style.

I just found your fiction; I love it. The broken thoughts, the jumps in sentences, it's all just perfect. The sentiments, one of my favorites your description of the car, and the desire to hit back, are so powerful, and wonderfully stated. You truly paint with the words, not so much writing scenes as soft impressions. Absolutely beautiful.

I also love Muse, and the lyrics to Fury that are sprinkled in are absolutely perfect the way you use them. You made it work so well. That song will remind me of this every time I hear it now.

Refreshing; excellent.

"We'll pray that there's no God to punish us."

I. Love. You.

You're amazing, you know that? Along with peppering this piece with delicious one-liners like the one quoted above, you have a strange yet enviable grasp on language. You don't exactly use words to complement each other, but the end result is a tone that I want to describe as "knotted." And I love it. You conjure up pictures in a *difficult* way. Have I told you lately that I love it?

Everything about this piece should have felt oh so wrong and icky, but the entire time while reading I was simply captivated. Lovely job.

xoxo

I saw this film the other day for the first time, and I am SO glad that someone else sees this too!

The writing is...beautiful. It's perfect in every single way. The characters of the twins, the cussing, the structure of the bleeding sentences is just so bloody spot on its unreal.

I love this. Connor's un-voiced desperation and fear over losing his Brother, and the fact that Murphy knows all this anyway.

GAH! Great fic, adding to favourites :)