“I cried alone every night. It felt like every day that past here stole another piece of my real life away. After I cried, I’d go and fight as hard as I could. My only thought was of winning, moving forward, and getting stronger. But then I saw someone napping in the shade at the plaza. It made me so mad. I told him to stop wasting his time. And he replied that it was Aincrad’s best season and its best weather setting, too. So entering a dungeon would be a waste. Then I tried lying down as well and I slept like a baby. When I awoke it was evening and he looked a bit annoyed. But as we partied up together…Even in this world he was really living. He wasn’t losing a day in the real world. He was gaining a day here. The one who taught me that was Kirito-kun. When I began thinking of him as I fell asleep, I stopped having nightmares. I began to look forward to seeing him. For the first time since I arrived here…I was happy. To me, Kirito-kun is the meaning of my two years here, and proof that I’m alive. The reason I tried the NerveGear that day was so that I could meet him.”
Holy crap, these are gorgeous
I’ve always wished my life to be like this…
The Netflix summary for Supernatural does not warn or remotly prepare you for the large amount of pain and suffering that you will endure while watching it.
…well, if this isn’t the greatest metaphor for Fandoms on Day One of a Hiatus…
College Student ★ Writer ★ Artist ★ Bibliophile ★ Musician ★ Whovian ★ Supernaturalist
Sherlockian ★ Trekkie ★ Avenger ★ Nerdfighter ★ Ravenclaw ★ Pokémon Master.
Enthusiast of all things Joss Whedon, Tim Burton, & Miyazaki.
Lover of Teen Wolf, Marvel, Cats, Adventure Time, Sword Art Online, Middle Earth, Karneval, Tea
Gravity Falls, Wolves, Black Butler, Fairy Tales, Well Dressed Men, Ouran
Space, Furuba, Indie Folk Music, & FMA.