Kuroken Is Too Codependent To Be Long Distance And If Hes Already Baking The Ppl He Loves He Might As


Kuroken is too codependent to be long distance and if hes already baking the ppl he loves he might as well bake a shoyo
…and im back ig????
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I dident think life could throw more shit at me but oh well here we are 😃😃
Also this is me giving a sign of life bc ive been away from instagram and tumblr for a while
!TW: death!
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For many people the holidays are a horrible time. Up until this year i thought i got lucky because while Christmas was never something i looked forward to, it also wasn’t something i was dreading. However cruel things happen when you expect them the least. And so now i am laying in my bed grieving a person that was alive two days ago. there is something so sinister and cruel about loosing someone while the world around you is celebrating, wishing you a merry Christmas and a good start into the next year. It still dosen’t feel real and i think it wont until the day i return to the motherland and see the grave. Death is always unforgiving and painful but i don’t think i will ever be able to see Christmas the same way. Because while the people around me are celebrating i will always see it as the day i lost her. The day i woke up with her being gone. The day i woke up from my mothers screams and cries for her. I knew it would happen someday soon, of course i did. After all she had cancer and was 74. i had hoped to see her one last time. Hear her voice one last time. See her smile one last time but life is unfair and so i lay here, questioning what could’ve been.
Writing has always been my way of coping with trauma. Sharing my grief is my way of understanding what is going on in my heart and not feeling alone.
Gay fanfiction is the only reason I believe in love




No amount of love could save us