“may your name be written on the stars with your ambition within.” or that’s what they called as pseudohope. neither his name nor his ambition were written in the stars, he’s gone for good.icon’s credited to: twitter.com/se_5eeeee
My breath used to throttle; I was unlearned on how to not get choked on every meal I eat without swallowing your name. Now, suddenly, every written ode would never be it without your name. I don't know how to weep without you in it.