I want to write intense love letters like the ones Frobisher writes in Cloud Atlas.
I believe there is a another world waiting for us, Sixsmith. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there.
Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well.
imagine your favourite character with the most agonizingly pained expression on their face as they watch the love of their life die and there’s nothing they can do about it
hOW DA RE U
well this will get bad
just going to leave this here