No one touch me I’m still spiraling tbh I’m not ok. No I’m not crying over fictional characters huhuhu I’m noooot I- 👀😅🥲🤣😩😭
(I need to hurry and finish these Boreo fanfics (also wallowing in depression and not being productive with the feels and writing lol) and start writing more Byler fics we all need it)
all i can imagine right now is teenage theo’s stupid gay ass listening to the 2004 re-release of mr. brightside by the killers (because, yknow, vegas) on repeat while bitching about kotku in his stupider gayer journal and then having an internal crisis wondering why mr. brightside speaks to him so viscerally
Idk why on my walk the other day I saw a cig that was barely smoked and considered picking it up (even though i don't smoke and haven't since i stopped smoking weed but i guess cause addict brain of course) and instantly thought “Boris is totally the kind of dude to pick up half smoked cigs while walking.”
So had to share the thought
Adding to it rn.. Theo is the type to think it’s dirty and nasty and say so but secretly finding it grossly hot. And would fight against him shoving it for him to take a drag too and he'd be all "nO, sToWp" uwu lol "So NaStY. nOw It HaS uR sPiT tOo" uwu lol
The Story by Conan Gray is so perfect for Byler AND Boreo I’m gonna cry even more than I alreadyyy do to it from here on out. Like every time I listen to it my heart legit HURTS!!!! (Doesn’t help that I can relate so hard!)
HI I'VE MADE A SAD GAY GOLDFINCH LYRICSTUCK WITH THE FIRST HALF OF A POLISH SONG I LIKE. IT'S KINDA BANGIN. the (polish) audio is above but i put english translations in the slides so everyone can understand the feels. enjoy
[in the last part of the song, the singer changes her mind and begs fate to bring her a boy with all the qualities she previously rejected - drunkard, lunatic, Pole and all.]
sex, drugs, etc. (beach weather) after walking into a most boreo coded song competition and seeing i love you like an alcoholic (the taxpayers) and bottom (mcafferty) already there
once i took your medication to know what it’s like,, and now i have to act like i cant read your mind; i ask you how you’re doing and i let you lie BUT WE DONT HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT!!!! I CAN WALK YOU HOME AND PRACTICE METHOD ACTING ILL PRETEND!! BEING WITH YOU DOESNT FEEL LIKE DROWNING!!!!