i can't stop thinking of rose
and roxy
and sollux
and dirk
and bro
... and rosanne
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YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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@directlyinsufferable
i can't stop thinking of rose
and roxy
and sollux
and dirk
and bro
... and rosanne
bad decisions are bad
im painfully alone
If you dont care about me please dont ever pretend you do
45 // callmekarizma
no dont die p lease i love y-you so much you're so-so im portant to m-me... please no oh my g-od
dadd y
i feel like a flimsy dandelion in a world of roses
im infinitely less annoying in person i swear
I honestly have no idea what my relationships are.
f uck
thinking about her age makes me feel so fucking gross i mean its not like it isn’t 100% consensual but in the scope of fucking dirk’s age???
god
but how many of us of me get ‘down’ with their younger brothers??
its not as if ive never thought of--
mmmnghnh
i think i love her like the earth craves the sun from the warmth of her presence to the melting of my heart and the respect and admiration of something so powerful, beautiful, strange, unique, and seemingly everlasting that perhaps it would be nearly impossible to sustain myself without her alluring gaze upon my undergrowth the days could not last without her intelligence the mornings without her beauty she steals without regret and knows so that my lungs end up gasping and empty because there is not a moment that i do not wonder or wander to thoughts of her eyes, smiles, and soft stories her hips in my chair or perhaps at my waist with fine fingertips clutching a glass of campaign and to chase madness in the form of eccentrics that form in the vessel that is me is preposterous and unbelievable and completely and utterly the very most thing that i crave daily perhaps even my own blessing
fuck
It may not always seem like it, but I’m here for you. I promise.
4:21a.m. (via thoughts-at4am)
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand
i’m still a shitty brother glad that hasn’t changedÂ