"Sure, AI can 'create' beautiful 'art', but can AI replicate my staggering lack of professionalism?" ~Unknown

This story is entirely seen through the eyes of Jimmy McVonson. His thoughts come out in a stream of phrases and feelings. And nothing is objective. It's in chronological order, but doesn't start at the beginning. How could it? There is no beginning. The boy passes through his feelings, forgetting and remembering, hating and hurting. He is not perfect, but he is real. Except he's not real, because I made him up.

It's like if a book and a song had a baby, and then they got divorced, and the book got full custody.

the Was. is not for kids, but I don't think you have to be 18 to read it. Maybe more like 16.

Potential Triggers (which will also be shown at the start of every chapter ("division") for that specific chapter): suicide, body shaming, transphobia, consensual sex.

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence.