imagine your OTP kissing in the rain.
and actually watch them when they kiss in the rain
i know you look at me and you see another dead girl. i’m not michonne, i’m not carol, i’m not maggie. i survived and you don’t get it ‘cause i’m not like you, or them. but i made it.
Cause for the first time in forever, Oh I’m such a fool, I can’t be free!
You don’t have to be afraid, No escape from the storm inside of me!
We can work this out together, I can’t control the curse!
We’ll reverse the storm you’ve made, Anna, please, you’ll only make it worse!
Don’t panic, There’s so much fear!
It’s amazing how words can do that, just shred your insides apart.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via larmoyante)