how you fall doesn't matter

obsessed with the truly vast and desperately lost sadness that inhabits within logan. no one will look him in the eye, no one will level with him, no one will show themselves to him, he insists and insists and demands for a shred of human connection because he is a living dead man who doesn't know he has died. and he has died because he no longer can accept the love he craves even when it is offered to him: he is a starving man but his stomach has long ago shrivelled up and been excised, he sewed his mouth shut and doesn't even remember it. he is ostracized in his own empire, he is exiled from humanity, he has turned himself into a thing that kills everything it touches and then begs to be touched. midas king coded !!!!!

what was your almost name? mine was sofia

sometimes you block someone and it's like in another life we would be doing coke in a bathroom together but instead you're on tumblr and i fucking hate you