just to say i love

nelle. twenty-five (when i remember). student (& unsure, really, how to be anything else). nyc (but perpetually homesick for wherever i'm not).

composed primarily of words, coffee, tea, dreams, not-enough-sleep, the collision of dissonant worlds, breathtaking music, a tenacious belief in magic, laughter, echoes, whispers of history, the smell of the world after it rains, & punctuation.
  • Me: In my personal canon, since the divorce on the beach never happens, or at least doesn't last, Erik goes and gets tattoos on his lower abs/hips -- 'rage' on one side and 'serenity' on the other. And then the next time they're in bed, he's like, 'Make sure you really focus on that point between rage and serenity, Charles.'
  • Sister: Oh my god, worst line ever! I love it! And Charles wouldn't know if he was supposed to laugh or not so he'd just be super awkward. And then afterward, he'd cry and be like, 'THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL ERIK. THANK YOU.' And Erik would be like, 'What have I done?'
  • Me: 'It was a dick joke, Charles! Why the fuck are you crying?!'
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