rosehadaway requested: 'I still see it all in my head, burning red.’
In my culture, we believe that when you die your spirit has to climb a mountain carrying the souls of everyone you wronged in your lifetime. Imagine the weight I will have to lift. The monsters I created, the people they killed. Can you see now why I fear death?
I read your speech… It was beautiful.
it sucks being the ugly quiet rude sarcastic emotionally unstable friend with the attention span of a goldfish
i’ve never read something so accurate
"I can’t talk to them the way I talk to you."