And they’re just like
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? SO BORING.
And then, they get past Act 1 and they’re all
It’s okay…
Then they get further into it and they slowly start worshiping it,
Then they meet the trolls and they’re just like
AND THEN THEY BECOME HOMESTUCK
I’ve seen this happen to a lot of people.
{ THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS. }
oh yes
best
I want someone who will consume me. I don’t want to be someone’s ‘I suppose so’, or someone’s ‘She’s alright’. I want to be someone’s madness, someone’s addiction. I don’t want to wait to see you, I want you to be here now, I want you to grab me and make sure I know I’m yours, just as you are mine. I don’t want to wonder where you are, I want to turn my head to the side, and see you there, and feel your arm on my waist. I don’t want to loose you on the dancefloor, looking for you in the crowd, I want you to be right there, up close to me, dancing just as ridiculous as I am. I don’t want to ask you if you’d like another drink, I don’t want to tell you what I want to drink. I want us to order drinks for eachother at the same time, accidentally. I don’t want to ask if you’re coming to my house tonight, I want to know that you will be there, to sit with me on the night bus, to walk to my flat, to fall asleep together. I want you to be the first thing I see in the morning, and I want to sit on your lap while I eat breakfast, and you drink your coffee. I want you to hold my hand when we walk around, I want you to put your arm around me while we choose what to have for dessert. I want you to cuddle me for no reason at all. I want kisses everywhere, for no reason.
I want you to want me so badly, you don’t care if you seem to keen, you don’t care if you look over enthusiastic. Because whenever you’re wanting to see me, I’m already there. I want you to want all of me. I want you to crave me. I want you to love how I look, how I dress, how I dance, how I laugh, and how my eyes light up when I look at you. I want you to love me in a way you haven’t loved anyone before. I want you to be crazy about me, to not care what anyone says, to put me above everything else, to love it when I show the world how much I adore you. I want you to love it when I wear a shirt with your name on it. Whatever you do, I want to be there, right next to you, so you never have to be alone. I want to be right there with you, through everything, and I want you to do the same for me.
I want you to be there when I want to go out, I want you to be there when I’m so drunk I’m falling over and have broken my heel. I want you to be there when I need someone’s shoulder to lean on, I want you to hold me when I fall apart.
I just want you. Nothing else. I just want you, and me.
