la douleur exquise

hello. hi. i cant stop thinking about you. i might have pushed you away. i still smell you on my skin. i can still remember how you taste. my heart aches to see you again but i know it’s damn right impossible unless you reach out. i’m sorry. i’m so sorry. i think i’ve fallen. i’ve fallen. what if i told you that i’ve fallen?

it never would’ve worked

there’s a physical pain inside my chest

i keep waiting for your review on letterboxd. i’m insanely anguished we won’t see each other again.

SO FUCKING IRONIC that i know your full name and your passport number and your phone number and your kiss and how your body works and looks like but i dont even know your instagram handle

ok. here’s the fuck up part i was talking about earlier. i may have lachesism. it means the desire to be struck by disaster. basically it’s just me fucking things up. anyway. i’ll never send this to you, but i need to put it down anyway. i really enjoyed the past weeks. we were talking fine and we were slowly building a friendship. and now you don’t want to see each other again. it’s pretty sad. pretty damn bleak if you ask me. idk i just was hopeful that, even a friendship, we were building. i’m actually dreading you hooking up with anyone else. and i know, i know that’s very possessive of me. i have no fucking right. but i can’t help what i feel. i already miss you. i miss touching you, i miss your skin against mine. my hair tie smells like you. my jacket smells like you. now that i think about it, it smells like heartbreak. you’re so pretty and smart and kind and i can’t fucking believe you don’t want to see me again. it pains me. it aches like the burning of a thousand suns. was i not good enough? did i not treat you the way you wanted me to? was i not enough for you? i’m sorry. i’m so sorry. i think i’ve fallen in the hours we were together. i shouldn’t have, but i think i did. i didn’t mean to fall in love tonight. i hope you think of me. i hope you think of my fingers and my hands. i hope you think of my kiss. like how i think of how the way your eyes glisten is so goddamn beautiful. you’re so damn beautiful. i’m sorry again. i’m sorry, always. i’ll miss you. i miss you.

i’m so devastated we won’t see each other soon. or ever. again.

bianca. oh, bianca. like a shakespearean tragedy, you have caused me. a heartache and a heartbreak rolled into one.

oh, bianca.

a could have been, you are. you always will be. i hope south korea gives you the cold my heart feels now that you’ve left me.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/84664366/chapters/223396656

PUMPING OUT A NEW HAYSILEE (haymitch x maysilee) FIC EYYY !!!! 🥰😍 toyed with the idea of a sort-of sick fic/injury fic with this one hehehe but also lots of other things thrown in! check the tags! ☺️ enjoy reading and let me know what you think!!

Link: archiveofourown.org/works/84057851

link: archiveofourown.org/works/83409821

link: archiveofourown.org/works/82521861

𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒹𝓊𝑒

𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜𝑜

haymitch abernathy x maysilee donner

double victors, star-crossed lovers