#ishelpless

thats because youre terrible dear

THIS IS HER

because i have depression which make it really hard to do anything like homework :( but instead of sitting and doing nothing and drowning myself by staying depressed im going to try and do things like rping to make me happier so i can get out of this pit i fell into today and do my work :)

shitposting; dont make my mistakes, kids

A deep breath. “Are you okay?”

he’s never been the best at comfort ; no one wants someone thrumming with nervous energy and a death wish to comfort them,  generally.  he’s just not suited to the job.  so it’s a little awkward as he wraps his arms around her,  but he hopes it helps anyways.  as for responding — he’s a shitty liar,  so as much as he’d like to say  ‘yes,  everything will be fine,’  he can’t.  her world may never be the same,  he knows — that’s what happens when you get involved with someone like alexander.  there’s no way for it to end without your entire world burning.  he’s familiar with the sensation,  even if his was a more private destruction than the ninety–five pages that spell out her demise.    ❝  you don’t deserve this,  ❞  he settles for,  voice low,  rubbing circles on her back.  ❝  i’ll help you through it,  though — really,  whatever you need,  i’ll do it.  ❞