about how the sun
loved the moon so much
he died every night
to let her breathe"
Tas. Eighteen. Part-time magical girl.
“The important thing is your imagery.
How do you want to play this piece?
Who do you want to play it for?”—Miyazono Kaori
The starry sky that I look up with you - what will it be like?
i can’t stop hearing the mom’s whisper
“ana thano bahts”
“this is your punishment”
[AGGRESSIVELY APOLOGIZES FOR BEING A BAD FRIEND AND AN UNPLEASANT PERSON TO BE AROUND]
The only thing keeping me going this week is the fact that all my babies are back after finals and I’ll finally get to see them.
‘you make mistakes like that because you’re drowning in your own emotions.’
