it’s dark. you hear a noise from somewhere in your house so you go to investigate. you cautiously open a closed door and turn on the light. inside, you see him. zac efron. he is putting plastic heads in every game box you own. “you gotta get your head in the game” he whispers, staring intently at your own head with a frightening look in his eyes.
I still love homestuck but homestuck and I aren’t on our honeymoon anymore so even though I’m not kissing homestuck and yelling about how much I love it out of our hotel window doesn’t mean I don’t love homestuck anymore
it’s just a quiet love where we sit down and have dinner together and calmly talk about our days and we don’t need to be in each other’s faces 24/7 to know that our love is still a thing u kno