#angeluus

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[naaiivety-blog]

@angeluus

        she  bursts through the canvas flaps into the cabin, it’s impolite and she’ll certainly regret that later, but right now tears are fighting and mingling with lake-water that drips from her dampened, clumped hair & a towel hangs limply over her shoulders. silently, she thanks god that the cabin is half empty, moritz napping on his bunk & markus seated across from him, tuning his guitar with an ever-present solemnity. 

        she’s  not sure she had even been conscious of her feet’s decision to bring her here. but it makes sense now she supposes. her eyes squeeze shut, and she can feel the coolness of water dripping from her legs to the floor. but her lips still BURNED, tongue still swelled. it was like some hazy daydream. how ilse’s arms held her steady in the water, how her voice soothed when wendla had jumped at the touch of lakeweed on her feet, how beads of water conjoined on their foreheads and their lips just barely met. and just for a moment, her eyes had fallen shut. for a moment, everything was slow & perhaps even beautiful. but that moment was so SPARSE, and now time was rushing past her with a dizzied speed, thoughts like broken puzzle pieces --- unable to form a whole picture. her toes curl against the wettened wood, she doesnt want to get him wet, but she feels so faint.

       ‘ markus,  I’m sorry -- I didn’t know where to go, I --- ‘    she’s signing so fast she has to remind her hands they do not have to match the rhythem of her heartbeat. she falls to a seat on the bunk beside him, worrying less if it got wet knowing markus rarely slept in his own bed anyhow.  her wet hair falls over his shoulder,    ‘ I did  something, and I don’t -- I don’t know what it MEANS, but it’s bad I know it’s bad. ‘   she can’t even admit it, can’t cough it up along with the rest of her nonsensical words. she lets out a few sobs, trying not to cause enough fuss to wake moritz.   ‘ I don’t  understand. ‘

[alittlebctterfly-blog]

“I’m fed up with this world!”

‘ Me too ‘

And for a moment they sit there in silence, neither of them making any attempt to sign. Both of them are equally frustrated at a world that never makes an attempt to help either of them. He’s tired of this world, but maybe not in the same way Markus is. Markus looks angry when he signs, Moritz just feels defeated.

[alittlebctterfly-blog]

“i’m gay as hell.”

That makes him laugh, curling up as he chuckles at just how blunt his best friend is. It’s gotten to the point where Markus is the only one who can still draw the sound of laughter out of Moritz, and it’s certainly gotten harder. For now though, he’s just going to laugh and enjoy the time he has before he starts worrying about school again. 

‘ I’ve been here for your relationship with Bobby Markus. Trust me, I know. ‘

[blisswounded-blog]

@angeluus​ liked this! (Hasa Diga Eebowai- Book of Mormon)

                         “ There’s nobody else to blame. “

[pcssibilitiesarchive-blog]

@angeluus liked for a starter ♥ find my way/finale - legally blonde

        ❝ there’s still so much to learn, so many dreams to earn. but even if i CRASH AND BURN ten times a day... i think i’m here to stay---------- i’m gonna find my way. ❞

[naaiivety-blog]

@angeluus

          petite is her figure, but it moves so swiftly to him. she breathes through her mouth ( none too fond of cigarette smoke, but far too polite to make any sign off it ). dainty hands smooth the hem of her skirt, eyes bright. she’s been ALONE all afternoon, her heart nearly sang at the sight of him walking, but her movement slows as she notes how tired he seems, how his feet seem to drag. wendla bergmann has the most ACUTE sense for others -- ( sometimes, god, how she wished she didn’t ). her hands lay gently on his shoulder, before lifting to sign when she can see his eyes.

                                    - markus, what’s wrong? -

[scrxpe-blog]

@angeluus

❝ Oh, it’s OKAY !! ᴵ'ᵐ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᶰᵒʷ⋅                                                                                                                                           But I did nickname                                                                                                                                           all the bumps. ❞