Neil Perry wanted to live extraordinarily. Todd Anderson wanted to be there for the journey. In the midst of a whirlwind ride through youth, temptation and creation, the dead poets are no longer dead. They are infinite. TW: drug addiction, mental illness
" BUT WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY TIME. " all of my oneshot stories dedicated to the ship: anderperry !! <3 majority of these stories were published on ao3. my user is: souveraiin !!
Idk I just really felt like making a book so this is gonna be a bunch of random oneshots. @80s_nerd read my book please 😌🥚
i whisper with my lips close to your ear, i have loved many women and men, but i love none better than you. o i have been dilatory and dumb, i should have made my way straight to you long ago, i should have blabb'd nothing but you, i should have chanted nothing but you. -walt whitman, to you ~~~~~~~~ basically just...
