"but i didn't understand then. that i could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. that a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair."
-haruki mirakami
"...and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along."
-mark d. danielewski
there is no cure. there is no better side. it doesn't get better. that's bullshit. this is it. this is what i have. this is where i am. this is the best place in life. high school! high school! this is my peak. where does it get better? in the future? or in the past? if i sink into the past? how do i get to the past?
in the past i was smiling. in the past i enjoyed. in the past i could feel my emotions and could understand people. in the past in the past in the past.
oh, the places you'll go! but not the past. because you were happy in the past. but you're alone now. this isn't the past. this is the now.
and you are alone now, eliott.
"all alone!
all alone!
whether you like it or not,
alone is something
you'll be quite a lot!"
-dr. seuss
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the boy who was afraid of the dark
Romancelucas lallement doesn't care much about his image. eliott demaury does. so what happens when they wake up naked together after a drunken night? contains no smut *skam france fanfic*
