#guscore

[radioheadyaoi]

should i tell you that when we’re apart, your body comes back to me in dreams? that when i sleep, i see you, the dip of your waist, the freckle above your hip, and when i wake up in the morning, it feels like i’ve just been with you, the phantom touch of your hand on the back of my neck fresh and not imagined? that i can feel your skin against mine, and it makes every bone in my body ache? that, for a few moments, i can hold my breath and be back there with you, in a dream, in a thousand rooms, nowhere at all? 

casey mcquinston, red, white and royal blue

[closedto]

no one mourns the wicked, no one cries "they won't return!", no one lays a lily on their grave,,, the good man scorns the wicked, through their lives, our children learn,, what we miss when we misbehave,,, and goodness knows the wicked's lives are lonely, goodness knows the wicked die alone, it just shows when you're wicked you're left only,,,, on your own,, yes, goodness knows the wicked's lives are lonely,,, goodness knows the wicked cry alone,, nothing grows for the wicked, they reap only what they sow

[radioheadyaoi]

mentally (ch)ill