gettin real fed up of my entire life just being me going [faintly anxious noises]
do you ever just think about the fact
that when Grantaire dies
Victor Hugo says he’s been hit by a coup de foudre
and in english we read that as him being struck down by lightning (in the penguin translation it just says he falls at enjolras’ feet) but
eugh coup de foudre is a EUPHAMISM FOR LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
the same way but w/ black hair ahah and prob less happy…he likes the blonde….
r u ever like damn i hate my body but then ur like life is an illusion i’m floatin around on a rock trapped in an orbit around a ball of flame in a vast & largely unknown universe where death is unescapable who gives a shit ???
but why do we have to get married and have children
why can’t we just get a group of friends and live happily ever after in an apartment and share the profits
i’d be much happier that way