I keep my unloveable parts tucked away in a corner of my mind but they drip through the cracks like water out of a broken faucet. I’m scared that they will drive you away. Maybe that’s why I flinch with every touch.
I loooove howl’s loving castle because no matter how pretty and mysterious and talented a guy is his house will still be rancid as fuck I love that touch of realism ☺️
