I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
Feuilly/Cosette | Les Mis Rare Pair Week 2016
im tired of “psychic powers misdiagnosed as psychosis” stories instead i want actual psychotic characters with psychic powers being constantly irritated as fuck because they cant tell whether their visions are prophetic or hallucinations and if the chosen one thing is a delusion of grandeur or not
They have a portal that leads to a fantastical world in their closet, but they don’t know if it’s real or not. It could be, but it could also be their brain screwing with them by taking forgotten bits of that one time they read Narnia. They low key sometimes throw trash through it and it seems to disappear but also sometimes it comes back like wtf is this, make up your mind fake portal.
their best friend comes over and is like holy FUCK dude narnia’s in your closet and they’re like lmao i know and the best friend is like what?? and they’re like i told you about that hallucination right?? and the friend is like no narnia is literally in your closet and they’re like SHIT DUDE I’VE BEEN IGNORING IT FOR MONTHS BC I FIGURED I JUST NEEDED TO ADJUST MY ANTIPSYCHOTICS
They go to their doctor and say “yo I don’t think my meds are working, cuz a giant black wolf is following me around and crowd keeps appearing????” Their doc just looks at them. “So that’s not your dog then?” “Oh shit, it’s real !? So it HAS been stealing the food from the fridge!”
i’m so here for a psychotic chosen one who ignores all budding signs of magic because they’re just like “yeah, same shit As Always”
A girl at work kept sputtering when she was ordering her coffee, and her friends kept giggling. She’s literally so cute omg.
Update: she keeps glancing at me over her mug. Her friend is nudging her. I’m literally. Omg.
UPDATE: I was getting dishes from a nearby table. Her friend said “Do it.” Over amd over. She sputtered out “you’re cute” she’s blushing a lot. Omfg.
Someone asked if I drink espresso straight. I said I don’t do anything straight. She giggled. Her friend smiled. What the frick.
I GOT HER FUCKIGN NUMBER
Her name is Riley and we’re gonna see a movie together on Sunday. OH SHIT.
THIS IS THE CUTEST THING IVE EVER READ
“it will be remembered that she was more of a lark than a dove.”