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grantaire's uncontainable desire to be Of Use to enjolras vs the indomitable urge to sit in a comfy chair and eat a large wheel of brie like a cartoon mouse

guy who wouldn’t even notice they’ve been sex pollened with all the repressed lust they’ve got going on

they hate me for my loving nature and sentimentality that borders on delusion

also when fleetwood mac was like “can i handle the seasons of my life?”

how to keep going for beginners

thinkin about vampire grantaire again i think hes so insufferable about it. ohhh i am an unholy terrible creature of the night you should bind my wrists together and drag me out into the sun to die. and speaking of wrists would you present yours to me for just a second. no just for a second i just want to see them for no reason. pleaaaaaase im so thirsty. you hate me you hate me you hate m