#honeystuck

"But what occurred to me recently is I don’t need lessons in handstand. I need lessons in falling." Beautiful article on Honeystuck on learning to fall (in handstand as well as in life)! Some things to remember next time I'm afraid to land in dropbacks or when I'm afraid to take that next step, afraid of what will come.

>You're name is Sollux Captor and you are completely and totally broken. You give up on quadrants and socializing. You are going to soak your laptop in a tub and never get online again. You're not coming out of...this hotel room. You don't want to see or hear from anyone. In fact, you're certain no one knows where you are and you're going to keep it like that. You don't turn on your phone or answer any IMs. Going forward, you are off the reservation. You are a rebel troll without a cause.

>You can take it anymore. You've been at Kanaya's for two days and you miss him. This whole thing is stupid. You wish the two of you could forget the whole thing ever happened and just make up. And.. >Worry makes your stomach churn and worrying keeps you up late into the night. You wonder if he's eating. Did he stop drinking?  You hope he's not hurting himself. You still have his knife. You look at it, holding it. You trace the blade over your lips and miss him. This is sick and you can't stop.  >Finally, you make your way home, turn the key in the lock and open the door.  You aren't prepared for what you hear. The sound of John Egbert's voice. You feel pangs of hurt stab your heart. He's...here. In your hive. With Dave.  >You shouldn't have come back. Breaking up with him just gave him the okay to be with Egderp. You place the knife on the table by the door and turn to leave. At least, he's out of bed.  

I Wish You Knew - Mariah Carey 

>You look at the paper, reading and rereading what you wrote. Every part of you is screaming not to leave it. It's tempting to rip it up and walk out of the apartment you share with h.i.m. instead, you sigh.  >After conculting with three of your closes friends; your feelings on the matter come out in a very organized scribble that sounds something like this:  look....ii dont liike iit, but iif you want two go on a date wiith john. ii wont 2top you. ii ju2t hope you know what iit mean2 iif you do. ii love you and ii dont wanna fiight about iit. ii love you; more than all the uniiver2e2 and everythiing iin them. and ii dont want two make you unhappy. whatever happen2 wiith you and john, iid rather not know.  ~2ollux  >You set the letter on his turntables and walk out. You need to be...anywhere but here. 

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