MAN. the mw fuckbuddies no happy endings 4 them this is just how we live But that’s him, isn’t it... Would bow when saying goodbye to your parents. REPRESSION A LA NOT BEING ABLE TO VOICE THINGS + ACTS OF SERVICE + GOOD NATURED AT HEART TRIPLE K.O.??? UR SO CRAZY 4 THIS ONE - the way u describe college parties is always so poetic 2 me like we know they're degenerates but sometimes they can be dressed up in pretty words - Fuck, what was his girlfriend’s name again? It sounded like a lament. MAN. rip ophelia 2k4ever - There are loose strands of yarn hanging from it and you hated it because it wasn’t perfect, but he softly declared that he loved it. (Not like it mattered, in the end. The sweater curse had gleefully claimed another couple). FEELING PERSONALLY TARGETED??? the tenderness + immediate slap of reminder of bad ending... u are trying to k word me actually - Oh, sweet prince, what have you done. / All you do is watch. All you can do is watch. the hamlet/horatio parallels r so strong in this im going bonkers - You tried telling him once, when you were a second year and he was still the cool upperclassman, that you were in love with him, and he had looked at you and said, “I don’t think we should do this anymore,” and then he had left your dorm in his all-black ensemble and you were still naked under your bedsheets. THE KMG HEART ON SLEEVE + JWW REPRESSION/RETICENCE/FEAR OF GETTING HURT/I DONT EVEN KNOW ANYMORE??? IM GOING BONKERS - “You’re so fucking loyal,” he had slurred, on the rooftop of your dorm, him in his wedding suit (or was it his funeral suit) drowning his sorrows and you there as his witness, “like a goddamn dog, just following me around.” He had peered at you, his eyes wide and guileless, looking more like a kicked puppy than you. WHYYYYYY WOULD U SAY THIS TO ME I AM WAILING I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN - You plucked your heart off your sleeve, that fragile beating thing, and handed it to him, but he was always more interested in the dead. MAN. not the mw mismatch </3
anyways im insane im going 2 eat u i love u thank u for sharing <3
Re: [FILL] I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be
- the way u describe college parties is always so poetic 2 me like we know they're degenerates but sometimes they can be dressed up in pretty words
- Fuck, what was his girlfriend’s name again? It sounded like a lament. MAN. rip ophelia 2k4ever
- There are loose strands of yarn hanging from it and you hated it because it wasn’t perfect, but he softly declared that he loved it. (Not like it mattered, in the end. The sweater curse had gleefully claimed another couple). FEELING PERSONALLY TARGETED??? the tenderness + immediate slap of reminder of bad ending... u are trying to k word me actually
- Oh, sweet prince, what have you done. / All you do is watch. All you can do is watch. the hamlet/horatio parallels r so strong in this im going bonkers
- You tried telling him once, when you were a second year and he was still the cool upperclassman, that you were in love with him, and he had looked at you and said, “I don’t think we should do this anymore,” and then he had left your dorm in his all-black ensemble and you were still naked under your bedsheets. THE KMG HEART ON SLEEVE + JWW REPRESSION/RETICENCE/FEAR OF GETTING HURT/I DONT EVEN KNOW ANYMORE??? IM GOING BONKERS
- “You’re so fucking loyal,” he had slurred, on the rooftop of your dorm, him in his wedding suit (or was it his funeral suit) drowning his sorrows and you there as his witness, “like a goddamn dog, just following me around.” He had peered at you, his eyes wide and guileless, looking more like a kicked puppy than you. WHYYYYYY WOULD U SAY THIS TO ME I AM WAILING I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN
- You plucked your heart off your sleeve, that fragile beating thing, and handed it to him, but he was always more interested in the dead. MAN. not the mw mismatch </3 anyways im insane im going 2 eat u i love u thank u for sharing <3