so like my eren is thinking of coming back so that means i most definitely might actually come back

i need like a new psd but once i make that happen i’ll probably work on being here more. 

im surprised some of you even remember me wtf 

to do:

❝     YEAH,  WELL,  too  little  too  late.     ❞   to which  statement  of hers  he says this in response  to is quite unclear,  yet  somehow so broadly applicable that it is coherent in either case.  he’s  drained.  he doesn’t want any more of this further back - and - forth  bullshit.  he’s tried.  and so  he’ll pry himself off the frame of the door;  leaving ample space for her to get by.

he feels himself getting  over - emotional ,  so he stops.  the pinch of the bridge of his nose as he re-composes himself, going so far as to turning away and taking a breath before continuing.  ❝   look, i know i made mistakes, too. but i was willing to work through them. ❞  

a beat.    ❝  you just left.   ❞

never would you ever be able to hear the mortality in three, futile words more than in this exact moment. 

sb:  you should try being nicer to people  jean:  YoU sHoULd tRy bEIng NiCeR tO PeOpLe

        amber hues collide  with those of an oceanic green ;  much  like that of the waves behind their silhouettes  outlined  upon the sunset glow.  gloved fingers hold tenaciously to the crooks of this mystery boy’s elbows, having caught him in his careless stumble.  ❝   where the  HELL  did you come from   ?   ❞