But still you stumble, feet give way Outside the world seems a violent place But you had to have him, and so you did Some things you let go in order to live While all around you, the buildings sway You sing it out loud, “who made us this way?” I know you’re bleeding, but you’ll be okay Hold on to your heart, you’ll keep it safe Hold on to your heart
mikkeneko: there should be an Agony Aunt of kirkwall to answer these questions
mikkeneko: it’s probably isabela
eijentu: ‘dear Agony, what do you do when the boy you like very very very much gives you his father’s staff. and you’re super touched? but it has a naked woman on it. a very openly naked woman in it. detailed? sincerely, Concerned’
mikkeneko: ‘dear Concerned, a gift like this is never without a layer of extra meaning. Perhaps your lover is suggesting that you ought to invite a third party into bed? A beautiful, voluptuous woman to fill the void between you? P.S. here’s my number. Agony’
Delicious Fish 