— 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣.

“First of all” I say indignantly, with absolutely no idea where i’m going with this

stop asking me how everything is going, i don’t know i’ve been ignoring it

I am not meant for casual. I was born for soul crushing devotion.

ugh , give me an actual enemies to lovers plot please . i’m not talking ‘ we hate each other and fall in love over time ’ , those are great too sometimes but what i really want is : ‘ i fucking despise you so much i can feel every fiber of rage in my being . i want you in the grave . i can’t stand being around you for five seconds ’ ( with long - distance glares , knives at each other’s throats , annoying banter , cat and mouse antics , rough hate s*x ) then ‘ maybe i don’t want you in the grave . you’re still really annoying though . ’

I told her I was chill. I lied. I’d burn cities for her.