skelebro: (nah we're all good here)
sans. ([personal profile] skelebro) wrote 2016-10-11 04:56 am (UTC)

alphys.







"I guess we can... m-make our own way, or, something. But, uhm... I think if you're here, it w-won't be so bad."
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flaws

bastille

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When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learn
They pass from man to man

There's a hole in my SOUL
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my SOUL
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
When they have been exhumed
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we'd be doomed

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up - let's finish what we started
Dig them up - so nothing's left unturned


ALPHYS
A friend. Someone with whom he's been able to share that which he seldom shares with anyone. There's something simultaneously comforting and terrifying in knowing there's someone else out there that understands where he's coming from, but there's nothing he can do about the fact that she gets it. The most he can do is make sure she's not alone when things get to be at their worst.

Maybe someday they'll both make it. Maybe not.

But at least neither of them are getting through it alone.

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