It’s crazy when you realise the person you once told everything to now has no idea what’s happening in your life right now.
listening to the bridge of you belong with me after years hits different when its midnight and you think about how you know his favourite songs and basically know him better than anyone else but he's still pining over that one girl who sees him as a toy
How many times will I watch you walk away from me?
There will always be someone who wants you, and why wouldn’t they?
You are the syzygy that makes it feel right as though everything has fallen into place.
They will write countless poems about you, if not I sure will.
They’ll want to get your attention and maybe they won’t have to beg for it , like I did.
And why would they , people got no patience afterall.
There will always be someone better than me but I still hope that you are out there, probably strolling the beaches , waiting for me.
Patiently.
You know the whole reason why I haven’t left Tumblr after all these years is because this site is so introvert friendly.
I don’t have the attention span or much less the strength to keep up with Discord conventions (bc apparently fandom is more in Discord these days?? I am not a talkative person to even take part in a group chat *shivers*) or follow with whatever’s going down on Twitter.
I can come on here, make a post into the void and reblog a bunch of posts then ramble in the tags. It’s great. You don’t have to be a person here, you can be a faceless blog and have a grand old time.
I could recognise him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
- Madeline Miller, The song of Achilles
Iʼve procrastinated enough to last a lifetime, perhaps now I can finally start studying?
it sucks, doesn’t it? feeling like you’re not good enough, no matter how hard you try
