So I heard the news about Lionel...

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So I heard the news about Lionel...

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I CHANGED. I AM A NEW PERSON. A BETTER ONE!!! so, while all you six lovely followers are reading this I will be cleaning my Tumblr account for my self shipping shit
literally the only thing left to do is for me to get thin and healthy-looking
and it begins!
Idc anymore

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Lately I've spent at least half of my time fantasizing about running away to the mountains and living off the grid
Lance having a panic attack and Keith calming him down by carding fingers through his hair, holding his hand, whispering nice things.
OKAY YOU ARE NOW GROUNDED, THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU’VE DONE<33 MY POOR HEART IS EXPLODING FROM THE FEELS 8′))))
Because you’d think it’s nice to have Lance NOT boast around as usual, but this fragile side of Lance is too heartbreaking. Keith holds him close and tells him it’ll be alright, tells stuff about Earth and asks questions about Lance’s family to have Lance focus on something nice. Lance hates being so vulnerable, but he loves Keith for being there for him. Keith is always there, in good and bad, and Lance thinks he should swallow pride for five seconds and find a way to show how much he appreciates it.
i must prepare for my death