ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴡᴀʀ ᴘᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ, ᴘɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ

you are naught more than a girl that has known tragedy and mistreatment, forced to live with a rage too big to fit in your chest.

Sitting on a rooftop, one knee brought up to where ass meets concrete as he looks down below. He's completely zoned out.

⠀consume me , sweet devil.

“This is how fires begin. Little men with big dreams. Long memories. Short imaginations and shorter fuses. And too much time and opportunity. Fires start in the funniest places.”

take a breath, spit the blood out of your mouth, and get back on your feet. you still got a couple of motherfuckers to prove wrong.

“I find that pretty hard to believe. If I remember correctly, when I was bleeding out the last time we went out together, there were some tears falling from your eyes..”

“Only since you’re practically begging me to. I couldn’t bring myself to making you cry, Rose.” He’d barely crack a smile, his tone relatively dry when making the joke.

If we have to put a certain time to it, I'd say this time or sunset fits it.

It's sunrise.

Something in the way. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

You know it.

“Believe it or not, I’ve missed you too.” He’d rest his head on top of hers. “I never realized how boring things are without you around.”