hopeless-prince:

i hate you

i hate you so fuckin much

>You wheeze and grab your side, hunching over and staring at him with crazed eyes. This was the fucker that broke you. Stole her. You want to cull him so bad, attack him, rip him apart so bad, but you realize what an unwise choice it would be seeing as you’re so injured and not right in the head at the moment. That doesn’t stop you from limping forward several feet.

yeah, yeah. ii hate you two.

> You start to walk away out of sheer pity. But then you realize that you wouldn’t hear the end of it afterwards. You just stand there, your arms now at your sides. You calculate your distance from him and realize this is going to take a while at his pace. Oh boy, aren’t you bored.

(Source: honeydiick2)