actuallyhaise:

me: jokes about arima dying

also me: still cries over it daily, is completely heartbroken, misses him every day, is in physical pain. don’t talk to me about flowers or butterflies. don’t wear glasses around me. don’t say the word “hated”. don’t even look in my direction, or so help me I will drown us both in my horrible Arima Is Finally Free But God It Hurts So Much tears.