Okay, You Can't Show Me A Best Friends Story Like This And Not Make Me Think They're A Couple With This
Okay, you can't show me a best friends story like this and not make me think they're a couple with this cover.
I'll believe it here. I'm a person who likes touch with friends I'm familiar with. but.. even I don't put my hand over a friend's hand to help them paint. So. I have to wonder....
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Wait. That's right...
I've felt and thought for as long as I have breathed. I feel the world say "no," right as I start to grow. I hear myself say "no," simply because I shouldn't grow.
I have taught myself that I don't matter. That everyone deserves the privilege I have Except me.
Or that I don't deserve Love and loyalty Freedom and Rights because I'm a sick bee that will bring down the hive I see myself to be selfish and ignorant and cruel.
I try to do everything perfect. Everything "right." I try to fight, even when I know I can't fight.
Wait. That's right...
I'm not fighter, I'm a writer. I make my own world, With my own rules. I conquer lands and start bands. I learn from others for my own story's progression. Why am I obsessin' over my perfection?
But then...
What should I be if not perfection? Am I an academic? A scientist? An artist? A queen? A princess? A lover? A woman? A thing?
Maybe Just maybe I'll simply be ... me
What a legend.
Thank you.
For the lessons.
For a humor that never seemed to die.
For the stories that were shared,
And for the times of victory.
Despite all the odds, you lived.
At twenty-three, you really lived.
Fought to the very end.
Thank you, Technoblade. Dave. Alex.
Thank you for living.
<3
Listening to PebbleBrain on repeat! Awesome job Lovejoy, this EP is absolutely fantastic!! Everyone go check out their music on Spotify and YT!
YAY ORANGE OCELOTS WIN
but ranboo and Wil got 3rd... AGAIN! this is the captain's curse all over again
you know it's a good day when you're chilling during summer and your strawberries freeze over.
When I die, I don't want to be visited on the day I die. the day I die is just some random date that my body went "sure" at when it spun the wheel of death/life. visit me on my birthday when I choose to sleep in during labor. and don't give me presents, I want to be brought a single flower. one flower that is your current favorite and tell me why it's you favorite. if it changes next year, I want to hear about that flower to. I want to get to know the people who visit instead of mourn.
Man. Rereading books is so fun. It doesn't matter whether it's on your PC/Phone, or a lovely paperback. It's a refresher everynight.
I'm trying and failing to be mad at this
