One messed up person(uke) loving another messed up(seme). Reading about them, u can’t help but sigh at their deep love and wish them happiness even if their world is fcked up. It wasn’t their fault that they were born in fcked up world. But just as these individuals moved to find happiness, it’s taken away from them. Why authors don’t give HE to them, just because they’re from fcked up worlds? They don’t deserve it?! I’m sad. It’s fiction so no harm in giving them little happiness and experience light.
Love Me, Eat Me