Oct 15, 2019
in case you were ever curious what writing is like for me, I’m an alcoholic and drunk-write way too often
“I feel lost too often,” Akira whispers, pressing his teeth into the tense muscles of Goro’s neck. “It all went down without me,” he says, “but I went down with it anyways.”
Goro bucks his hips up against the pressure of a hand---Akira’s hand, or to Goro’s some hated illusory and thirdy hated figure. The expression of vulnerability without being able to express it is what makes it horrendous.
what the fuck does any of that even MEAN