You know what I love about Destiel?
Their lip stares, like when you can actually see that one of them is looking at the other one’s lips, even just for a second.
It’s like the silence after a car wreck, the quiet after the settling grabble of a collapsed building. It’s all chaos and noise for a time, then comes the moment when it all must sink in and you must feel the weight of this new reality. That is heartache at its truest and most defining moment.
Are you scared? Or are you not ready? There is a difference.
The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing. Isolated, neurotic, caffeine addled, crippled by procrastination, consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing and soul-crushing inadequacy… and that’s on a good day.
How you make others feel about themselves, says a lot about you.
I’m just a man, I’m not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
The Black Parade | My Chemical Romance
That was so uncalled for