Now We Are Six, Clever as Clever
"To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world..." --Le Petit Prince
((This is an independent RP account for Fort Roughs/an Alternate Interpretation of Peter Kirkland from Hetalia. He is five years old, physically.))
do you ever have that one person who you just lost contact with because of reasons and you just wonder if they’re okay and what they’re doing with their lives now and where they’ve been and if they’ve changed and how they’ve changed and what’s still the same about them and how they look and if they ever think about you like that from time to time
because I do
I’m going to get my stuff from Theo’s house.
Hopefully this won’t turn into another fight.
Are you going to need help? I can help you collect your things—
A six year-old dirty talks better than all of your grown up asses, you hear.
How “human” the Nations are.
I’ll post it here, anyway. Because why the fuck not?
Nonnies, seriously, I want you to try and break my character. Seriously. You can be as vicious and mean as you like; for free.
No one has tried this.
I’m extremely disappointed.
I even offered a prize.
#if you ever had frustrations with my muse take them out now
((people who have english as a second language but still write better than me
#i hate you in the most loving way i really do
(( THIS SEEMED APPROPRIATE RIGHT NOW ))