kill me

When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

It is eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks. Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. But the sound of a heart breaking is completely silent. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could create a sound for such devastation. Almost as though silence is the only way the universe could pay its respect to the sound of a heart falling apart.

Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?

It would be cool if you managed to do a cosplay for every ADC. I thought your Jinx was amazing, and your Ashe seems to be coming along really well.

It would be cool if you managed to do a cosplay for every ADC. I thought your Jinx was amazing, and your Ashe seems to be coming along really well.

It would be cool if you managed to do a cosplay for every ADC. I thought your Jinx was amazing, and your Ashe seems to be coming along really well.

kek

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.