cassianbodhi:

when i die i want teen wolf executive producer jeff davis to lower me into my grave so he can let me down one last time

— LIES YOU MAY OR MAY NOT WANT TO TELL, Sophia Anderson (via jailsongs) —

he calls you at midnight to beg for lies. and there are the lies you could tell, the real ones, the ones he doesn’t want to hear.

i’m not in bed with your best friend. i think about you every day. i still talk to your mom on sundays. the tattoo on my right hand still aches at night.

there are the lies everyone tells. he deserves more than it’s fine, i’m good, ohmygod i haven’t seen you in so long i’ve missed you how are you’s.

so you tell him the sky is always pink and you’ve never considered leaving and the city isn’t suicidal in the winter.

the bathroom floor won’t ever be his best friend and you tell him that these dinosaur bones have always been ours.

the continents haven’t spent centuries running from each other, and humans haven’t either. you tell him that you never will.

tell him love is just another ocean and everything you couldn’t tell your mother. tell him your death wish doesn’t have two blue eyes and a poisonous kiss.

tell him that the war is over. tell him that you love him. tell him you’re coming back.