· And I Didn't Have Nothing More To Say. It Was Horribly Silent In My Empty Mind. And Then One Single

when they say "all you need is love " but all you need is henry winter

don’t you love when you’re casually reading a random poem and suddenly come across a line that burrows into your bones and becomes the definition of your heart for the next 17 years

kalopsia

(n.) the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are

surely this fun coffee drink will save me from my immeasurable exhaustion

the older i get, the more i need time & personal space to be as boring as possible

in my mind Henry finished the translation of Paradise Lost and Richard found it in the glove compartment of Henry's car after his death

It's all about the smallest things. The smell of coffee and the warm feeling, when the sunshine touches your skin while it's freezing. Simple.

Do you think that while Francis is a very careful driver because he's anxious and overly preoccupied with his safety, Henry instead drives fast and recklessly because he never really valued his life that much and doesn't even care about getting hurt

what if richard just died during the whole pneumonia/frostbite plotline. and the rest of the story is followed by him as an unreconciled ghost, haunting and influencing his classmates until he gets a resolved ending to their story at Hampden. when he sees henry's ghost at the end of the novel he's not actually dreaming, he's on the plain of the dead with him where dead souls trap themselves by obsessing over their past lives. and ever since henry died, he hasn't yet moved on to the afterlife; he's been waiting for the moment richard finally lets go of his life on earth so they can leave together. and when richard, after haunting each individual classmate for years, finally accepts there's nothing more left to the fantasy of his greek class other than misery, he decides that he's finally done, and moves on with henry to the afterlife.