favorite lgbtq relationships: annalise/eve
because part of me’s still in love with you. it’s pathetic, i know. i mean, we were forever ago, but i guess i’m just stuck. yes, i’ve been with plenty of other women, buried myself in work, but you show up again in my life, annalise, and i’m just done. you still have me, and i hate it. i don’t hate you, but i, i hate how you make me feel. because i can’t have you.
i was trying to fit in, stifling my voice, stifling who i was, in order to be seen as pretty, in order for people to like me. and then going home, not being able to sleep and having anxiety. i have found that the labelling of me, and having to fit into that box, has cost me a great deal. i’ve had a lot of lost years.
Top 50 Ships (as voted by my followers)
3: Connor Walsh & Oliver Hampton (How to Get Away with Murder)
It’s no secret that I didn’t want this kind of wedding. It’s too… normal. But as I’m standing here now, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something so normal in my life. Because of you, I want things I told myself I never did. Like I want to buy a house with you, and I want that house to have a family so we can finally embrace our daddy status. I want to go to bed each night beside you. I want to be faithful and jealous if any guy even tries to smile at you. I even want to get in fights with you. To fight and yell and make up. I want to love you until the day that I die. And you better not die before me because life wouldn’t be worth living without you. I didn’t think that I could ever feel these things before I met you, but, Oliver, I want a long, boring, normal life because it’s with you. You’re everything to me.
How do you do that? Do what? Know exactly what I need. Oh, who doesn’t always need go-go boys and tequila? I meant a night out without our moms. Or in a church.
Oliver, from the time you were a boy, you always put your heart into everything you do except for the clarinet. You weren’t so good at that. But what I admire most is that you always give your whole heart to the people you love.