⚁ ⚃ᅠᅠᅠ𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘ᅠᅠᅠ .ᐟ
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⚁ ⚃ᅠᅠᅠ𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘ᅠᅠᅠ .ᐟ
@deuxdois
* ᅠ 𝐢 ᅠ make ᅠ ⸻ ᅠ ִֶָ. .. ᅠ coffee ᅠ 𓂃 ᅠ ﹠﹠ ᅠ... ᅠ 𝐢 ᅠ pretend ᅠ 𝐢 ᅠ am ᅠ ִֶָ ᅠ in ᅠ love ᅠ with ᅠthe ᅠ𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒂 ⠀ 𝒐𝒇 ⠀ 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 ⠀ 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆.

the cries were heard until he closed the door. It broke his heart but work needed done. “There’s some gun oil in the middle drawer if ya need it,” he’s glad he’s organized the shop.


+ stop what she was doing. she went from seeing this guy occasionally to now consistently getting life advice from him. why bother with a random asshole teenager ? ‘ i .. uh, appreciate you ( being there ? ) for me. — or whatever ( 💧) ‘

“Really?” His brows knitted together with some slight confusion but he smiled in appreciation. “That’d be great… thank you.”

turning her to face him, lifting her up in the air to make her smile before kissing her cheek as he settles her back on his chest.


“I don’t…” his head shook a bit, “think we’re both… doing our best.” He hasn’t been to his own support group for a few days. He hasn’t been to the bar. He’s just been in bed or on the floor, staring at nothing. He’s kind of… lost at where to go from here.

+ now to not be remembering things like last night , who knows what would happen if she kept going the way she was going ?




