— 𝑶𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑹 .

what was my entire being? an enormous， useless yearning.

when it was his turn to speak i watched him closely, uncertain whether he was acting only, or if he and i both were gnashing secrets between our teeth.

never really been alive before ， i always lived in my head.

If he's offering.

Headache.

⠀ tending to the 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 wound, “ hold still. ” ⠀

⠀ it's⠀ the⠀ 𝑑𝑖𝑟͟𝑡͟𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡⠀ clean⠀ i⠀ 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤.

all the world blurred，a vibrating hemorrhage，and it was fine because i could finally feel how little impact i'd ever have on the world. losing that dread that 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 you'll somehow ruin everything，for yourself and everyone else.

you want to save the world? you can't even save yourself.

how 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 would it have been to live back when the wind and birds and avalanches sounded like 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑，and killing gave people these huge fucking hard-ons?

this can't go on, something's got to give.

once you leave, you'll never be able to come back. you'll have no home.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. until i came here，i thought that was for children; that you grew out of it. but it never really goes away. it’s 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 there underneath. the oldest fear of all.

⠀ a⠀ tho͟usand⠀ 𝑓lowers⠀ could⠀ 𝒷𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚.

❝ ─── 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 . ❞