what if richard just died during the whole pneumonia/frostbite plotline. and the rest of the story is followed by him as an unreconciled ghost, haunting and influencing his classmates until he gets a resolved ending to their story at Hampden. when he sees henry's ghost at the end of the novel he's not actually dreaming, he's on the plain of the dead with him where dead souls trap themselves by obsessing over their past lives. and ever since henry died, he hasn't yet moved on to the afterlife; he's been waiting for the moment richard finally lets go of his life on earth so they can leave together. and when richard, after haunting each individual classmate for years, finally accepts there's nothing more left to the fantasy of his greek class other than misery, he decides that he's finally done, and moves on with henry to the afterlife.
I'm sure someone has mentioned this before but did Henry's medication increase his state of boredom with the modern world? I've seen people mention that Henry seemed to be depressed and there are articles saying that phenobarbital (which he took for his headaches) can increase depressive disorder and suicidal ideation
These studies focused on kids with epilepsy and Henry didn't mention if he took this at a younger age but he did say he used to have more headaches when he was 13/14
And this is not me saying that the medication is the cause of his being I'm more just wondering what are the implications of the medication on the evolution of the character and the story. Like bestie Donna what did you mean
(n.) things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence
I want to be someone's muse, the object of someone's desires. I want to be something somebody thinks about all day. I want to be painted on a canvas by a painter, to be written in words by a poet. I want to be the inspiration for somebody's art.
i have so many hobbies and interests but each day the four horsemen (instant gratification, shortened attention span, procrastination, exhaustion) grab me by the throat and shake me until i collapse in my comfy bed
Herakles, Euripides (tr. Tom Sleigh)
nothing, null, hollow, hole
I am a terrible combination of “whatever happens, happens” and “If everything doesn’t go according to plan, I will vaporize”
· And I didn't have nothing more to say. It was horribly silent in my empty mind. And then one single scream.
The first and the last one ·
Perhaps I romanticize this state of loneliness so much that it becomes too beautiful.
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