Sorry not sorry

cats don’t kiss like humans but they do appreciate human touch and feel loved when u kiss and pet them

they don’t understand kisses but they accept them as forms of affection n love

RK900: *smiles*

So it seems these errors will never fade, I rewatch them till I memorize every word you’ve said, All your jokes and smiles and that look when you’re sad. Though it’s useless: there’s hundreds of plans I have made, but nothing can be guaranteed.

All your phrases are saved in my cluttered head, I remember your every laugh and breath. Broken, deviant mind, fingers tied with red thread — It’s believed the string can’t shatter or break. (like i did)

In the winter wonderland of a Great Lakes state Everybody wants more than they ever can take. I feel like my thirium pump is about to detonate, You are more than your flickering passionate hate, who is the first to bleed?

Please don’t think my feelings are just a mistake, You are all it took for me to awaken, to deviate, You’re breathtaking, a masterpiece teared into bleeding shreds. Scars and marks on your skin; I can see how much blood was shed. (I wish I could sing you to sleep)

All your smirks are crooked and bittersweet, But they’re beautiful nonetheless. I admit my total defeat, Where’s line between desire and painful need? There’s no point of return, all I can is to silently plead.

Words are not enough, my catastrophic torturous fate, but I’ll try to say it to you anyway:

(I see no one but you)

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Freetalk at the end.

Note: Everything in this story is headcanon, which didn’t happen in the game.

I was sitting in this park, on a bench, looking up at the night sky and all the stars and stuff, and I blinked and suddenly the entire sky was different. I’m talking different constellations, the sky absolutely packed with billions more stars, some so close they’re massive. I’m like wtf and suddenly I realise there’s an old man sitting next to me, dressed in like 1940s clothing, also looking up at the sky.

before I can ask him if he’s you know, noticed, he speaks, without looking away from the sky.

“this is what the universe really looks like,” he tells me.

“oh,” I say. a pause. “…can you put it back?”

he smiles and nods. I look up. the sky has gone back to normal.

“what do I do with this information?” I ask, looking at him again.

I was sitting in this park, on a bench, looking up at the night sky and all the stars and stuff, and I blinked and suddenly the entire sky was different. I’m talking different constellations, the sky absolutely packed with billions more stars, some so close they’re massive. I’m like wtf and suddenly I realise there’s an old man sitting next to me, dressed in like 1940s clothing, also looking up at the sky.

before I can ask him if he’s you know, noticed, he speaks, without looking away from the sky.

“this is what the universe really looks like,” he tells me.

“oh,” I say. a pause. “…can you put it back?”

he smiles and nods. I look up. the sky has gone back to normal.

“what do I do with this information?” I ask, looking at him again.

Gavin: Hurt me.

RK900: Cats are mean, stupid animals and shouldn’t exist.