dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough
Ever read a fic that is so heart wrenchingly beautiful and sad that you’re just like
"And if they can’t save me, then they will kill me. I’m prepared for anything, commander Erwin."
“‘I’m prepared for anything,’” Erwin repeated, monotonously.
Eren’s eyelids were closed, hiding his brilliant greens.
"Did you stop to think about whether I was prepared?”
Eren had no response, but a corpse wouldn’t have a response.