soft and alive

Alexander loved him for that before he ever understood what love was. (He Loved Him by Meta18)

“Jesus Christ,” Hayden says. Shane barely turns his head. “You could drop to your knees and suck his dick right now and it would somehow be less sexual than whatever this is.” (if it's my chance I'm gonna take it by gurlsrool)

"Have you considered that I simply enjoy my time the very best when I am most near you?" (we tangle endlessly, like lovers entwined by 2outof3)

This will pass. Or: he'll get used to it. To the shape of it in his heart, in his life. He'll grow himself around the feeling, like a scab. (the light, the heat by cabezadeperro (minigami))

“It’s not kindness to love you,” Shane retorted. “It’s the easiest thing in the world to do. No one who really knows you can stop themself.”

We love each other more than you could possibly hate us. (there is no heart for me like yours by profdanglais)

Because if he were to desecrate a place of worship, it would have been for Jake.

you don't owe your parents anything. they're the ones who put you in this world, yes? you don't owe you siblings anything either. you didn't mean to be attached to them through this somehow socially relevant bond. better yet, you don't owe anybody anything. the person behind you coming in is of no matter, let the door close on their face. the person who will be eating after you is of no matter either, don't clean up after yourself - and even better, the person who will clean this space is of no matter either! and they are paid for it, so you are kind of giving them a job, no? you don't owe anybody anything. you were born alone into this world.

and the fun thing is - it goes both ways. the government doesn't owe you anything either. so as long as it gives, you should leech off until the last drop, munch on it to the bone, lick it dry. they're the ones proposing aid, right? but if there is no aid - that is also of no matter. you shouldn't rely on anyone. nobody owes anybody anything.

isn't that the essence of humanity? you were born alone in this world, you shall leave it alone. to ensure to leave it alone, you must also live it alone. since, of course, you don't owe anybody anything. moreover, everything you do must come from an undetached and wholesome feeling of internal contentment. there should be no duty. you should also never expect anything. that makes relationships transactional, no? everything should be simple and come from the pure wish of your heart. a two-way connexion, in this sense, can only be established through a purely moral quest for personal joy. not feeling up to it? cancel. better yet, just don't show up. that person who invited you to their birthday? don't invite them. a gift you received? don't get them anything back. people are not financial, right? everybody is just getting paid in internal satisfaction in all sorts of relationships! you don't owe them anything.

if you don't feel unbridled joy at the idea of an action - don't do it. au passage, don't do anything too hard either. don't pick up the phone. don't even go to the doctor. don't go to school, don't go to job interviews. heck, don't even leave the house! you don't owe anybody anything, so that means you also don't owe yourself a thing, no?

I think you were the only final club I ever wanted to get into

He loves me, too. He can’t forgive me. It doesn’t matter.

It’s nearly nothing compared to what they could have had. Compared to what Mark destroyed. But nearly nothing of the greatest thing on Earth is still much more than he thought he’d walk out with.

Point zero three percent of Eduardo’s heart.

• in good faith by femmetastic

You want to tell him I think you were made for me, but you don’t because that's not true and it's a dumb, corny thing to say but you think maybe he hears it anyway

There does come a point where you wonder if he’s taken it too far, and if you being a willing participant makes you any better. To be fair, you didn’t think it would turn into what it did. To be fair, even if you had, he’s impossible to refuse.

You want to lock him up inside your ribcage so he can never stray too far. But just a day with him sounds nice. It sounds like more than enough. It sounds like all you could ever want.