

That’s exactly why I ship it.
I love the sheer wrongness of it.
The fear factor is what gets to me.
Who needs love when you’re bound by contract?
-Might as well make the most of it.
When you’re struggling to find the words for a confession…
Fuck. Honestly.
Why is self-expression so difficult when it’s at its most genuine?
I get the whole fear of judgement/exposure/rejection thing.
But when you have absolutely nothing to worry about…
It seems the only time I’m dead-set honest and open about anything remotely personal is when I’m in a state of sleep deprivation.
Whenever I see Claude/Sebastian posts on my dash I physically start gagging and choking on air. That shit is just beyond disturbing.
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It’s like Sebastian is having sex with his wanna be crazy fan. |: Claude is effing creepy
It’s like having sex with someone that is obsessed with you to the point of attempting to be a living replica of yourself. I have always seen Claude as a crummy, bootleg copy of Sebastian, only with every negative thing about him multiplied by ten thousand.
Getting off the internet now.
No, really this time.
Part of me want to comfort them…
The other part wants to raise an arm and slap that whiny bitch across the face.
It’s why I don’t go to people with my personal problems. Deep down I feel as if they’d have the same reaction. In retrospect, I manage to convince myself they did.
It makes me come off as careless, apathetic even. I’m okay with that.
It rarely works in my favour, but I’m fine with it.
Hot.
Totally gratuitous reblog that is relevant to some of your interests. ;)
so extremely relevant to my interests
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