Its Me And My Four Hundred Minecraft Worlds That I Haven't Played Since 2021 Against The World

the pipeline from "undiagnosed but something is definitely wrong" to "diagnosed but my parents don't believe it" is very real, be warned

i got new books!! (the goldfinch by donna tartt and farenheight 451)

pro tip: drink water

favorite number?

42, obviously (this is a reference if you get this youre a nerd)

I have absolutely no chill

Burn (Laurens' version)

I saved every letter you wrote me

From the moment I read them,

I knew you were mine

You said you were mine

You really were mine

Do you know what my father said

When I ripped your first letter open?

He said, "Be careful with that one, son

I don't see a point in you hoping,"

You and your words flooded my senses.

Your sentences left me defenseless

You ruined palaces with your paragraphs

You wrecked cathedrals

I'm re-reading the letters you wrote me

Trying to find an explanation for every line

Each word is a sign

You really were mine

The world could just burn

Burn

They'll destroy all the letters I wrote you

They'll fool the whole world into thinking that we were just friends

A dangerous game

They have hidden our lives.

Do you know what my father said

When he found the letters in file

He said, "In all your affections,

He is making you more than just smile,"

You and your words,

No care for our legacy

Your sentences border on senseless

And I am made paranoid by every paragraph

How will they perceive you?

You, you, you

They will erase us from the narrative

Let future historians wonder,

What happened to Laurens?

When the war ended

The war never ended

I watch my heart burn

Watching it burn

The world has no right to my heart

The world cannot see in my head

They don't get to know what I said

They're burning the memories

Burning the letters

That might have exposed you

I wish you could stay in my heart

You won't leave your place in my head

I'll love you in silence instead

I'm keeping the memories of when you were mine

I hope they don't burn

So this is a rewrite of Burn from Hamilton in the perspective of John Laurens because they were gay. Idk what else to say tbh. ill post an analysis of it later if i can be bothered

here you go:

My life down I shall lie Should restless spirits try To play tricks on your sacred mind

-The Hand That Rocks the Cradle, by The Smiths

Oooh i like the smiths but idk that one ill check it out

me because i said i was over him but now im annotating a book specifically so i can lend it to him