to catch a thief,

something something poe’s “the raven” being classified as horror and c.s. lewis saying “grief feels so much like fear”

“but i’m too good to kill anyone! :(” i’m not. give me the gun.

in another universe we meet again and we are good for each other

pls ignore everything I ever said I would do. Or wouldn’t do. I’m no longer a reliable narrator about my own activities.

Anne Sexton - From Small Wire.

listen, there is absolutely nothing that gets me going like mutual seemingly unrequited pining like? i live for both people losing their minds over the other person in bitter silence. savoring every single accidental brush of their fingers, elbows, thighs, every stray glance, memorizing every gesture or expression they catch while the other isn’t looking, all while being absolutely convinced that it’s one-sided only to finally!! finally find out it wasn’t in a triumphant moment of bliss after years and years of delicious, soul-rending, torturous, heart-wrenching pining. i literally don’t care about the fact that this trope is predictable af and always plays out the same way i will still go wild over it every single time like they’ll be doing the same reveal scene i have seen a million times and i’m still on the edge of my seat gasping “are they gonna kiss???”

okay but can we talk about how kallie doesnt have any actual hobbies bc shes such a perfectionist like the only hobby she’d have is sketching bc at least with sketches if it looks messy it can still look good but thats it. nothing goes beyond sketches either. she doesnt bother getting into painting or anything like that because shes too busy to study color theory