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the universe and whatever supreme entity or force that exists—be it a god or destiny—knew they were onto something that one evening when shion and ethan met on omegle.
they knew how their cards would play once they laid them down. they knew how the world would look up as they aligned the stars in amazement—awestruck at how something so celestial can be perceived from earth. they knew how the music would sound so heavenly once they finished composing the piece, each note enchantingly following the other in a graceful dance of serendipity.
all that was left was for shion and ethan to roll their dice and decide for themselves which road to go down to.
the universe set up the scene, and all that was left for the actors to play out onstage. the space was carved out for them, and it was up to them on how they would fill it up with their beings. something greater than us laid down a blank canvas and gave them paint, leaving it all up to them to color the canvas however they like.
and what a beautiful image they created.
class president, debate team captain, and the local band's lead guitarist — or a short introduction to Henry James Lopez.
and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...
“but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you”
Omegle au moodboard
the way you say my name with those lips of yours… how your fingertips run through the strings of the guitar you cherished so much… you’ll always be my head boy. the one that i’ll love for the rest of my life.
reminds me of that 13-year-old boy who just wanted to play pokemon
Maluway moodboard
they should invent a loneliness that’s bearable
alternatively, they should invent a loneliness that i don’t have to bear
meals shared, silence, crashing waves, the sunrise and the sunset, separate beds, conversations said while drinking beer and there's a bonfire, finding each other's hand in the sand, knees and thighs touching but pulling away, fireworks on the sky.
— maluway, zambales arc
there’s a possibility
Everything falls perfectly into place, like a puzzle that has been boggling him has finally come to completion.
- maluway, panel 130
“but strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you”
✪.* . . ₊★̲ : reach 4 me 𓐄 𓏸 ˒
Shion Diaz
20 , environmental science , "ready na ako." , "WOT DA HALE" , "HESAUCE" , "🥺😭UUUE😭🥺💧🥺😭 ue💧"
got the base from here
i think i'll always like you. i saw you, fell for you, and i think i always will.