#everythingvoid

I MIGHT START BEING ACTIVE AGAIN

Hey! Do you take requests? Bc if you do, can you post a video of when stiles tried to kill himself using kira's sword :) thank you!

I hate this. I’m sitting here as my chest tightens at the thought that maybe I was the reason things didn’t work out between us. And after all this time, I’ve been convincing myself that it was entirely your fault, and that I had no part of it. But maybe I did; maybe… just maybe, if I had just held you in my arms a little longer, then maybe you would still be there.

You exist in all the lines I write and in every movement I dance. Yet, I still ask myself why your presence still lingers in every dark corner I enter.

What’s in your book of nightmares? Is there a chapter on being alone; always having to stare at the silhouettes people leave on these walls? Is there one about the evil in this world; from the make believe monster under your bed to the lethal ones that roam inside your head? Is there one about vulnerability; thinking that everyone is going to wound you, or maybe even scar you in their own way once you put down those walls. But maybe there’s one about reality; maybe you’re afraid that all the things in this book might turn out to be real.

So just leave your silhouette on the wall and the tenderness of your voice echoing through all these halls. Just move on with your life and just forget all our dreams; but leave with the knowledge that I will hold them dearly, and I'll be waiting for you to come looking for them one day.

“To whoever loves him next: 
He loves to joke around. It’s sometimes offensive but he knows when he gets out of line. Please don’t take him too seriously, he has the most adorable laugh and I’d hate to hear it fade. 
He also loves to talk. He’ll call you, text you and hang out with you just so he can hear you talk about your life and everything in it but please don’t forget to ask him about his day and let him vent about his problems, he’ll feel unimportant if you don’t. 
He’s going to hold your hand, a lot. He just likes to reassure himself that you’re still there. He’s been left before, he just doesn’t want it to happen again. Please, just keep reassuring him that you won’t, and please do mean it, he’ll know whether you’re telling the truth or not. He’ll mess up. He’s not perfect, please don’t expect that from him. He really hates having to carry weight on his shoulders. So forgive him, and he’ll do everything in his power to keep his word. He’ll push you away. I guarantee you that he will. He’s hurt people before, he just doesn’t want you to be one of them. But please don’t leave him, he’ll think that he isn’t worth fighting for but I’m telling you, he is. Stick around and I promise that he’ll treat you like the best thing that has ever happened to him.”

You saw it in the way they looked at one another when the other wasn’t looking. They longed for each other; they longed for each other’s arms and the feel of the other’s skin. They longed for the tangles in each other’s hair and marks engraved on the other’s skin. They needed each other and it was one of the most beautiful thing I’ve seen.