A perfect life.What would it be like, to live a perfect life?One where you could love anyone without being hit by a knife."Be yourself," They say, "Be yourself."Well, it doesn't help my mental health.I want to scream and hurt those that did the same,I'm tired of being called by my real name.Why can't anyone just see?That this is not who I want to be?Why can't I be alone?Without someone coming and calling me constantly on the phone?I can feel him dying, I can see it in his eyes.And I've taken the time to realize...If you love someone, you must promise to stayBecause a perfect life for me is far,far away.
The crackiest thing I have ever writtenEduard was a man. God-dammit! He wasn't any other man. He was...A SPARKLY MAN.The sparkly men from Estonia were a race long lost from civilization and he is now the only one of his kind."What am I going to do?" He said with a sigh. "How will I tell-"And then Tino jumped in. "EDUARD, I AM YOUR FATHER. ME AND BERWALD FUCKED. HARD. AND THEN YOU WERE BORN!" He pointed an accusing finger towards Eduard.Utter silence."Well I'm a sparkly man!" He said out loud, not caring who could hear him. Tino had a heart attack. "N...No...They all died...my son...I..." Then he died. Berwald busted through the wall, carrying a Ikea couch on his back and cried. "You sparkly men killed my sister. I shall have my vengance!" He and Eduard had an epic battle then.Berwald coughed up blood and threw the sofa on the ground. "You may have won this time! But I won't allow it! I'll see you next time, sparkly man!" He ran out the wall and tied flowers in his hair, skipping off.Then Eduard sat down on his