I’ve just spent the last few hours going between trying to convince myself that I’m okay and then feeling like I’m fragmenting all over again.
Right this way, sir, your room is ready.
The second GIF, “RAAAHHH UNHAND ME, I AM THE NIGHT!”
I know I’ve rebageled this before but like I liTERALLY CAN’T HANDLE HOW FUCKING ADORABLE THIS IS
SOBS GROSSLY BECAUSE BATS
This is how Alfred must feel every day.
It all just starts feeling like a lot of gut-wrenching vulnerability with no one hearing or listening.
I want to take a walk, but I don’t know where to and I’m sort of not in the mood to risk assault.