I firmly believe Wolfgang always has an ear out for his sensates because he’s fiercely protective of all of them and the second one begins to feel genuinely threatened and frightened he’s listening in ready to pounce
he showed up a split second after Lito was threatened and he was so ready just give the order Lito, he totally does that for the others too
Sometimes I still get these urges to contact you.
It feels like pure desperation… Like my skin is crawling and my eyes are burning and I just want you back in my life so badly….
And I don’t know why? Where these sudden urges come from?
Why do I still do this, even after all this time?!
It’s like I'm getting out, I'm almost clear…. and then suddenly I feel like I would do absolutely anything just to have you back in my life again.
Even for a single moment…. Just to see you, talk to you - ANYTHING!
It’s like I don’t WANT to be out, I still want to be in love with you because in my mind, loving you equates to happiness and I just want that back… just for one second.
But I have to remind myself it’s not healthy.
Loving you is not like it used to be - it's not real anymore.
It’s not happy, it’s not positive…. and it’s gone and I can’t go back.
All I can do is put the phone down, blink back the tears … and keep moving forward.
Was I ever anything more than a sad kid? I thought the drugs would help, but they just make you sadder and a little deader. I really tried my best, but I don't think there's much use anymore. Nobody cared then, and nobody cares now.
I'm sorry, but I fell in love with you. I watch you move and I'm captivated. The world slows down just a little bit when I look at you. I wanna kiss your long neck, and run my fingers through your curly hair. I wanna listen to you talk for hours about old movies and bad music. I wanna hear every word that you have to say. But I can't, because you're in love with someone else
I dreamed so much as a little kid. All those dreams are dead know. The world has a lot of fun killing little girls dreams.
Please don't go! Stay! Stay! I need you to stay! No one ever stays.
I used to be special. Everyone thought I was going to be this amazing person. They thought I would do great things, but look at me. I'm nothing. If I was anything, it would be a failure.
She just left. She didn't say anything. In one simple second, all the love and laughter that we had, was ripped from both of us. She just decided she did't feel like loving me anymore.
It's all gone. Any hope that I had is gone.
Do you think that if I get prettier, he might look at me like he used to? Maybe he'll love me again.
The whole world is at my fingertips, they say, but I can't seem to ever grab it.
I could tell she didn't love me anymore. She would smile, but in her eyes I could see the pity and slight disgust she had for me. I tried to stop loving her, but I couldn't. I felt pathetic, like I was stood up. But this time I couldn't just go home and forget about it the next day. She was, and still is, my everything.
I don't want to feel this anymore. I don't want to be trapped in my mind. I want to live again. I just want to see the light one more time.
Could you just tell me you love me? You don't have to mean it. I just want, for a second, to feel loved.
I was just watching the PP1 riff-off and I always forget how fucking adorable Chloe was right at the very end of No Diggity, during those last few seconds where she’s bouncing around and then she mouths the words “we out” along with Beca, then looks at the Trebles like “take that, bitches,” but she can’t quite pull off the hardcore vibe, because she’s just so proud of Beca and so over the moon about the fact that her new favorite person just became a real Bella in that moment, and so it comes across as less badass and more precious happy cinnamon roll. She’s so cuuuute I can’t stand it sometimes.
Sooooo. I may or may not have spent the last ten minutes in a catatonic state dwelling on how much Hannibal and Will’s physical and mental synchronicity subliminally accentuates their potential in regards to sex. These two men are so completely entwined emotionally that more or less everything they do in each other’s presence is synchronised to some degree. They move in complete tandem, they communicate almost telepathically, they even fucking eat and drink at the same time.
This obviously serves to elucidate just how deeply these two men connect but SERIOUSLY HOW AM I MEANT TO IGNORE THE FACT THAT WHEN THEY EVENTUALLY FUCK, THEY WILL INSTINCTIVELY KNOW HOW TO REDUCE THE OTHER TO PURE NEED WITHOUT UTTERING A WORD? THERE WOULD BE NO RESTRAINT, NO HESITANCE, JUST MINDLESS, PASSIONATE, VAGUELY VIOLENT SEX, EACH KNOWING EXACTLY HOW TO MAKE THE OTHER COME, BLESSED WITH THE CAPACITY TO ACHIEVE IT IN SECONDS BUT DOING EVERYTHING IN THEIR POWER TO DRAW IT OUT. IMAGINE ONE OF THEM GIVING THE OTHER ONE OF THE SOUL SEARCHING STARES WE’VE ALL COME TO ASSOCIATE WITH HANNIGRAM, BEFORE BEARING THEM DOWN ON THE NEAREST SURFACE AND FUCKING THEM UNTIL THEY CAN’T WALK. I S2G HANNIBAL AND WILL COULD MAKE EACH OTHER COME WITH A LOOK. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DEAL WITH THIS SHIT? I WAS HAVING SUCH A GOOD DAY GODDAMMIT.