prim's prose

28 | she/her | gmt+8 side-blog for all things roleplay will write for angst

[septemberkisses]

— José Olivarez, from "Getting Ready to Say I Love You to My Dad, It Rains," Citizen Illegal

[popokko-deactivated20210315]

[spacebeets]

[warmday]

[dailyames]

[we-called-monsta-for-a-reason]

[kendalsroy]

[zoiamossour]

[bob-belcher]

[koreandragon]

[theoldtaylor]

[wells-hannah]

random quotes that hit hard from my oth rewatch ( 13 / ∞ )

[benbarnxs]

[buffysummers]

(500) Days of Summer (2009) dir. Marc Webb

[valtsv]

why must i “make sense”? is it not enough to have thoughts, incomprehensible and unhinged?

[notfrayclary]

[ramonameisel]

fact one you’ve known him since you were ten and the girls started to call his curls cute and the dimples around the corner of his mouth cheeky but you always stared a little too long at the way he bit his lips when thinking too hard

fact two in time you grow inseparable and people don’t know where your name starts and his name ends, and you feel more like a whole and less like a half

fact three you were always too fond of the softness of his belly and the way he brightened up when you called his name

fact four his girlfriend doesn’t like you because you’re too close, too intimate, too devoted but you cannot remember a time where you haven’t been his all along

fact five when he asked you what you want from love you almost said his name

fact six you’re nineteen when you realize you want to be loved by him a little more than friends probably should

fact seven the first time you tell him you love him, you’re drunk

fact eight the first time he tells you he loves you, he’s sober, but he has always been the brave one of you two

fact nine kissing him feels a lot like dying and coming back to life again and you don’t want to stop

fact ten you’ve never felt eternity but when he takes your hand or kisses your temple you think that you can almost taste it