concept: i float as if on a glass pillar above the world, above the chaos, above everything. i can finally breathe
turns out i am the enemy
Tag your oc who reads all the messages in the group chat, but never replies.
You know the one.
Tag your oc pair that stays up until the morning talking about life.
You know the ones.
Tag your OC who knows far, far more than they let on.
You know the one.
Tell me I’m the most selfish, horrible, horrendous person you’ve ever met. At the very pit of my soul, I wanted to be loved by you- fully, without any doubts, without any second thoughts, without any hesitations. But I cannot give that love back. Maybe because I’m too bruised. Too cynical. Fractured in the wrong places. Partly because I’m afraid I could not love you with the kind of love that you needed- in the way you ought to be loved. And dearest, you deserve to be loved with every single bit that it should burn an entire city down into ashes. Up to the very last fleck of scintillating passion as all that remains will simply be embers in your skin- and smoke in your lungs. Nothing else. You do. You do.
Rej Jaen, A hundred thousand reasons: If only I could love you in any other way, I would (via wnq-writers)
(via wnq-writers)
Source: wnq-writers.com
Person A, noticeably disheveled as they enter the room: Sorry I’m late, I was doing stuff
Person B, also disheveled and grinning smugly: I’m stuff
my rage is quiet and careful placing everything in its right place