Neyso - Ney

Солнце и ты- все, что мне было бы нужно! Если бы солнце светило мне в макушку, а я могла смотреть на твое красивое лицо

me, nearing tears: richard...richard please...please just tell me the fucking story

richard, dreamy eyed: today henry winter's shoulders looked especially sloping as his startling blue eyes scanned his homework with the concentration of a monk, though to me he is more like the god they serve. francis' coat billowed behind him, making him look like a student prince, and i admired the way the sun hit his hair, turning the red strands the colour of honey. i love camilla's boyishness and the way her features mirror her brother's so perfectly, framed by her short hair and masculine clothes borrowed from charles. i'm so heterosexual.

drying my eyes: nevermind gayboy, who cares about the murder

На самом деле я не очень хорошо умею оценивать свои возможности. Я знаю, что во мне есть потенциал, но насколько возможно реализовать его? Насколько «достаточно» я стараюсь? Мое самобичевание каждый раз доказывает то, что я делаю недостаточно, что я могла бы лучше. Потом я скидываю эту ответственность на недостаток витамина Д, маленькую неразвитую щитовидную железу из-за которой у меня повышенная усталость, но я не могу делать так вечно??? Особенно если я хочу учиться в лучшем вузе??? А потом я снова ухожу в экзистенциальный кризис с вопросом а зачем мне престиж. Зачем мне крутой классный университет. Я живу в ЕБАНОЙ КОРОБКЕ из мыслей которые закрывают мне свет.

happy year of the snake 🐍

the world is getting so ugly and bleak and it’s hard not to feel so hopeless. but we have to remember that they want us to feel that way.

it reminds me of this quote by dan savage - “During the darkest days of the AIDS crisis we buried our friends in the morning, we protested in the afternoon, and we danced all night, and it was the dance that kept us in the fight because it was the dance we were fighting for.”

joy is resistance. it’s really scary times but we are all in this together.

I mean thank u for chapters yiub already wrote. They are marvelous. 🖤🖤

Please continue writing ur fic it’s amazing

Thank you! 💜 I'm promising nothing, but I have been thinking about it, at the very least. I like it myself, too, and I would like to finish it some day, but if I'm perfectly honest, I don't really know where I'm going with it right now... ^^;; If I ever get struck by inspiration (and I hope I will!) I'll probably post it on AO3.

(the fic in question, for anyone curious, is this untitled thing in which amnesiac Asano tells his dad that no, there's no way you could be my dad) (I did continue it a bit recently, after a year had passed since I started posted the beginning here)

I nearly cried because car didn’t hit me

Me mistyping half of my essay is hell on earth

Today i was so productive. I cut my hair, pet puppies, studied physics, contemplated on my age and decided to go to sleep early