“Whatcha’ gonna do? Stab me?”
“Well, as a matter of fact…”
“I’m sorry that I am not who I used to be”
-Day 493
- “I told you that you’d get sick if you cuddled with me… and no I’m not making you soup because I’M STILL SICK.”
- “Dude you have a serious fever.” “Ha, it’s just because I’m so hot you can’t handle this.” “No this is like hospital level fever. You are going to die.”
- “I want to just lay here forever, I feel so crappy.” “Stfu you aren’t the one with the flu.”
- “Hey, can you buy another box of tissues?” “I just bought you 3 yesterday!” “I KNOW.”
- “I know this is a family cure and it’s supposed to make me better but that looks straight up disgusting.”
- “If you don’t take your freaking medicine I’m going to kill you.” “No need, this flu will do it for you.”
- “Ugh, do I have to get you soup right now?” “I will sneeze on you if you don’t.” “Fair point.”
- “Look, I finally organized all my papers. Even though I’m sick!” *sneeze* “Oh fu-”
- “I’M DYING.” “You’re fine, you just have a cold.” “I SAID, I’M DYING.”
- “I know you were super sweet and bundled me up in a bunch of blankets and brought me soup and tissues, but I have to go to the bathroom now…”
When I fall for you, I don’t need someone there to catch me. I need someone there by my side falling with me and embracing me through the impact, never letting go: even though it may sting, even though we may crumble, even though we may never come up for air again. So fall with me. Take a deep breath and fall in, my love.
S. Renea (via rewriting-the-world)
“You’re the one who wanted this in blood and fire and violence,” they said. “You don’t get to come to me now and beg for peace because you’ve realised that I am better at war than you are.” They turned away. “You wanted to play this game - now you can lose it.”