ᅠᅠᅠᅠ╱ 𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑔ℎ𝑒𝑟 .

how have you survived this long when you're so violently self-destructive?

i can't go another day choking back ‘i love you,’ i feel it in my shoulders when i breathe.

i am used to loss. do not deprive me from the joy of ever having.

i don't know where to hide my rage.

ㅤㅤ she lit up her own one, pressing it towards her lips. ❝ as long as you’re still alive and kicking in ten years time to remain looking after fred, it’s good. ❞ ㅤㅤ

“ Nice to meet you too. So Lip, huh? Let me guess, Philip is the name right?”

mmm , yeah. . .

“I am Patrick by the way, and you?”

ㅤㅤ once lit up, digits moved to indicate she wanted the lighter, ready to light her one up. ❝ better, i suppose. ❞ ㅤㅤ

morning , bro .

ㅤㅤ a shrug of her shoulders. ❝ how much is every once in a while? ❞ ㅤㅤ