gay characters are never the important people they are just there to die so that straight characters can live on
concept: we lay on the couch watching movies, you’ve got your head on my chest and my arms are around you. Someone on the screen tells a joke and when you laugh I hold you a little bit closer. Everything feels okay.
i hate that i’m so absent as a person. i don’t start conversations. i can barely maintain them. i’m so weary and spaced out all the time to the point where i can’t even keep up small talk and i’m just so disappointed in myself