She chose it. I’ve been repeating those words to myself for well over a week now and I find them wanting. Now he asks me to back off Charles. To proclaim to the world that what happened to Max is acceptable. To apologise to those animals for having ever said otherwise, and smile while they lord it over me.
That’d make a lot more sense if I didn’t need him just as badly as he needs me.
tags from who i reblog : #this is so beautiful and also it makes me feel like I’m sinking to the bottom of the sea :“’)#[slowly lowering my head into my hands]#they’re always going to be like phantom pains for one another aren’t they#dreaming of storms and doldrums and cages. memories too difficult to touch in the daylight.#getting ready to say something that only the other will understand and closing their lips only just in time#the sensation of missing the bottom step while going down the stairs and feeling yourself fall#everyday moments of terror at the recognition of a thing that is missing#moments of happiness and peace and love. yes. but…there was a step there. there should be a step there.#I’M DISTRAUGHT#james flint#john silver#silverflint
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