I Don't Think You Understand How Much Jean Referring To Neil As Nathaniel Has Effected Me Emotionally.

something i will always think about is trc and cars in trc.

all the parallels, they're calling my name, how every car reflects their owner in a way or another

ya’ll remember that one scene in the dream thieves where ronan lynch summoned his legendary pokemon aka the night terror to battle kavinsky? ya me too

my - flag is that

1. Seth deserved to live

2. Seth deserved to get better

3. Seth was getting better

4. Fuck Riko

5.

also reminding you that he can sing

They're sickly in love your honor

Barty Crouch Jr was not straight canon.

And you can't prove me wrong

nobody understands how fucking insane I am about neil josten. I want to build an art gallery for that man, a museum, a cathedral. I want to capture the sound of his laughter in a bottle. I want to interview the monster that lived under his childhood bed. I want to study his profile while he’s sleeping. I want to know every speck of color in his eyes. I want his bones that healed wrong. I want to catch the way foreign curses fall from his tongue and make a wind chime out of them. I want to pluck the sun out of his hair. I want to see his already questionable humanity decay. I want to taste his terror and despair and I want to cradle him in my arms and never let another person hurt him ever again

Neil saying ‘I didn’t think it was a personal problem’ between Andrew and him even after Andrew drugs him, vows to protect him from the mafia, gives him the keys to his home, runs his fingers over his uncovered torso and covers his mouth because he can’t bear to hear him speak so passionately, what did bro think this was, a business exchange?

oooo if yall saw the look my dog gave me when my alarm went off 2inches from her face at 5am.

The ebook has been submitted at both D2D and Amazon. Maybe it'll go live before I have to leave? (final big push of the move today -- leaving here in an hour to go disassemble furniture and load it onto a truck. 1000% bored of boxes)