dreams about meeting taylor are the best and worst thing in the entire world cause it’s so nice when you’re asleep to be able to talk to her and tell her you love her but then you wake up like cool. fuck. being awake sucks. I miss taylor swift.
I don’t think I ever shared this story so I’ll share it now. By far THE best interaction I had while working at GameStop was when this older woman, probably in her mid to late 70’s, came in asking for games she could play that were similar to The Witcher 3 because she had completed the entire game, despite hating the game mechanics. When I asked her what she liked about the game that made her want to finish it, she looked me straight in the eye and deadass said, “Geralt.” So basically this elderly woman completed every single mission in The Witcher 3 solely because of how hot she found Geralt. I died. And set her up with a copy of Uncharted after she gave Nathan Drake her Hot Boy™ seal of approval.
but mom, i don’t wanna be an adult anymore. i wanna be the goblin king. the glitter?? the drama?? that collar?? those eyebrows?? making it impossible for guests to get to my house by putting it in the middle of an actual labyrinth?? i’m perfect for the job
sometimes i really fucking miss the way your smile felt against my lips. i miss the nights you’d call me and tell me, “i just need someone to talk to.” i spent every day diving off of buildings just to be the hero that swooped into save you. i always ended up with more bruises than applauses. but i kept on. sometimes i miss the way i always felt like i was falling. i could never once catch my breath when i was with you. you took me to a place i haven’t quite come back from. but i’m running. because i have told everyone that i’m healing and i am, but i still miss your smile and when you said my name it all came back to me and it didn’t hurt. it was just really bittersweet.