不是你的 Not yours

It’s autumn it’s autumn it’s autumn it’s autumn ITS AUTUMN

babe i really can't talk right now i'm in the middle of pacing around the house while listening to music

actually the best ship dynamic is i would kill for you. i would kill anyone who layed a hand on you. please let me kill for you. please let me show my devotion by dirtying my hands, it's the only way i know how. let me destroy anything that hurts you. i've hurt you too. i'm destroying myself.

google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth

how can i accept womanhood when i never got over girlhood

get a load of this! (cool fresh autumn air)

does anyone know how to stop the yearning and longing and lingering and the desire and obsession. please. please. please. please. please