So... Im Kinda Of Missing Andreil... Too Much :/ Guess Im About To Read [again]

so... im kinda of missing andreil... too much :/ guess im about to read [again]

i just finished the secret history and yeah. they were all in love w each other. ALL OF THEM.

“Nooo don’t murder half of the population you’re so sexy aha”

- probably magiano at some point

Magiano: what do you wanna do tonight?

Adelina: hmmm, world domination

Magiano: doesn’t that sound a bit too ambitious?

Adelina: you’re my world

Magiano: awwwww

Magiano: ….

Magiano: wait what

i don't know if it's the narcissistic part of me responsible for my protagonist complex, but i consider everything i have to say as something very important to say (even though, deep down, i know... it's not), and equally important to be heard. it feels like i'm always about to say something magnificent, achieve excellence, but even when i can feel it at my fingertips, when i know i'm close enough to having an epiphany about life or discovering something huge about myself, it disappears. i'm always stuck in place, lost in my own mediocrity, licking my wounds and comforting myself with the thought that i could be more if i wanted to -- if i tried harder, if i raised my hand higher, if i had a little more strength. it turns out i don't, and i'm not magnificent either. most of the things i have to say have been said, in more beautiful and fuller ways, long before i even existed. the world seems to be complete. it feels like im just another one, even if i want to wrap myself in the thought that i'm different, that im something more

neil josten says “ooo you wanna kiss me so bad” in the middle of arguments with andrew