My name is Hermes. I ain't a poet. I stole this poem just to show it. And my. My son died. I can save kids but i can't save mine (what!)
hc that after hinata and kageyama become second years, karasuno becomes like. a magnet for finding the most insane players ever. and i dont mean just insanely good, i mean like. “freak duo” spiking with his eyes closed insane. nobody knows that the hell to expect with karasuno because theyre always up to some shit. one kid is infamous for solely receiving with his feet. another always manages to spike inside the bounds by like only an inch. it becomes a running joke amongst the teams. theyre always up to some shit.
good morning to him and him only
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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: Antoine St. Exupery once mourned the loss of a man and the secret treasures that he held inside him. I loved Exupery; I will read him again, and he will talk to me, not being dead, or gone. Is that life after death — mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring? Maybe. I do not know.]
also it’s a bit suspicious nico didn’t get a birthday message from leo…rick can’t legally have them speak for more than two sentences a series without intense lack-of-valdangelo regret