I’m so fucking sorry.
★ For wiz-chic
I have bullshitted my way through almost two decades of life
You think your home is safe?
It is an illusion…
did i tell you that my genetics professor once tested us on material that was on a post it note
basically she was lecturing and in the last five minutes of class she pulled out some recent research on down syndrome on the projector, and she stuck a post it note with her notes in the corner and guess what it was on the midterm
“Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the Surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.“