· Chords · 11/01/2022

We finish this together.

The grief is un fucking believable. If you're stalking my tumblr, you little muse, know you have taken my rest. I wish I could eat you whole and have all the memories of a lifetime spent admiring you from the other side, but. This comically gross timing. I am fucking bereft, angry, and hungry for the thing I've lost, that I never even had. I don't have the patience to be still right now, my mind is a MESS. Take this dumb cryptic tumblr post and know you deserve ALL the wonderful things. I hope you have so much joy crashing into you from someone who deserves you, who drops everything for you, and crowns you in love. I hope you only exist in happiness. I want you to be so so so happy.

fuck.

i hate writing smut.

when you're at olive garden and you -

no thoughts, just... thinking about the way Ekko looks at Powder...

Desperately need a new obsession.

I guess I'll get buff. I'll post here next year if it works.