
shouldn’t we say goodbye? won’t they wonder where we went?
for the rest of their lives. oh, the songs they’ll write.

“I felt them. Everything went cold […] And I felt … as though all happiness had gone from the world … and I remembered … dreadful things …”
if u dont ship what i ship then u can fuckin
have ur own opinion and we can totally be friends but i am going to ask you to duel me on a rooftop at least once a month
