#sociallymaladjusted

“When was the last time I saw you?” Alice had no idea when she last slept, but she knew it was before she had seen him. She was sure that she needed sleep, physically, mentally she could go for much longer. Her sense of time was off, and she knew it, she had nothing that she could base it off of not really. “It was before the last time I saw you.” There was no sense of worry in her voice, it was fact, she was still alive so it could not have been too problematic. She was not even sure the last time she had moved from this spot.

“Out.” It was simple, she felt stuck, and it was as if there was something crawling under her skin just being here. Alice needed to get out, it wasn’t a want. She had no idea why Quentin was keeping her here, and why Mayakovsky was going along with it. She could not get herself out of here and she did not know if the rest of them realized she was alive. “I don’t belong here.”

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you like family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

(via sociallymaladjusted)