he will bear the world like atlas, until his shoulders collapse, and his knees buckle, and he is crushed by all he used to carry.

i  miss  you  more  than  i  remember  you.

close enough ig

good morning

slash.⠀ it's four am i'm going back to bed ! will get to other replies tomorrow :)

“did you do some dumb shit?” “yeah.” “did you get us both in trouble?” “hell yeah.”

he hasn't slept yet . hasn't eaten either . it's almost nine in the morning and he's exhausted . he's dragging his feet ❪ they don't want to keep going ❫ to the reader's couch to finally let his body fall on top of it , face first . a groan . he hopes they don't mind .

slash.⠀ need someone to make santiago's dad so i can tag them in silly little memes

be on the side that saves people. if both sides are the same, then choose to become a good person. you might not see a great difference between right and wrong, but saving others is something just a bit more wonderful.

oh

my father sent me out to war before i could talk, before i could walk, before i had a single thought.

slash.⠀ the day i revive this account is the day the world will know peace

slash.⠀ i miss santiago :((

the gods envy us. they envy us because we're mortal, because any moment may be our last. everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed.

slash.⠀ THIS IS SO SANTIAGO IT HURTS