I’m rusty. I think I’ve lost my touch

as a rapidly aging starkid who was never monetarily/locationally blessed enough to see a proper show, i nestled into the very back row and promptly cried my heart out

it was a beautifully haunting moment of introspection. thirteen years of growing and shrinking, moving and aging - my two constants being my partner and starkid

one makes me scream and clap and feel inspired to write tons of au fanfic, and the other of course, is starkid

they did such an amazing job, holy shit