“Yeah, only thing I don’t feel like it. Hey Cyr, been a while?”
“Yeah, real long time. How have you been?”
“Shit it’s late, maybe I should sleep.”
“That would be a good idea, huh?”

Mumford & Sons | I Gave You All
“and you rip it from my hands
and you swear it’s all gone
and you rip out all I have
just to say that you’ve won”
teen pregnancy is more acceptable than being gay and that’s really sad
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No need to apologize at all!
I loved the idea :D
“So…I have no idea what I’m supposed to wear to these sort of things,” Cyr spoke to himself as he rolled up the sleeves to the black button up shirt he had fished out of his closet. “Is this too formal? Not enough…formal?” He continued to muse out loud, his eyes dropping down to his dark pants in the mirror, to his shoes and then back up to his head so that he could try and tame the mane that was his hair right then.
“Em! I’m more lost now than I was when I first got to this world,” Cyr called out, exiting the room and making his way over to the girl’s. There would’ve been a time where he knocked before entering, but after their…talk a few weeks ago, he felt easier walking in on the red head. “Is this okay, or…?” He stood in the door way, wanting her to approve the most of what he was wearing. It was for her after all.

Come What May - Moulin Roge
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect [p l a c e]
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect {g r a c e}
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a [w a s t e]
It all revolves around {y o u}