crazy jeans

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.

Les Mis fandom: “Valjean eats bread!” 

….ok, understandable..

Falsettos fandom: “Mendel eats dirt!!” 

…wait, what are you..?

Dear Evan Hansen fandom: “Jared eats bathbombs!!!” 

what the.. oh my God, stop!!!

El loves denim; jean shorts in the summer, or dungarees. In the autumn and winter she wears straight-leg Levi’s with Jonathan’s old jacket (which she decks out in patches from all over the place—her collection grows and grows; flowers from Nancy, ufo patches from Max, other little bits and bobs-she even has some pins; it’s a pretty wild jacket).