ishy

He would rather have her fight with him than remain silent. He looks like he’s awaiting divorce papers by the woman he loves the most and he regrets everything he ever did to her. He feels like it’s too late for him to ever mend the relationship he destroyed.

"When I ran out of paper, I wrote on the floor. When I ran out of floor, I wrote on my clothes. When I ran out of clothes, I wrote on myself. And then after losing most of myself to time, with little to feel, my greatest shame transpired. When that door finally unlocked, I was not awashed by relief or joy but by a horrid, nagging feeling. Terror. For most of my life I had lived between those four walls, and the prospect of the real world terrified me. And so I realised, that was the taste of freedom."