Cedar, like the tree

Cedar Clark || 15 || DID, PTSD & Bulimia ||

[little-miss-cedar]

kaneki-holmes:

“Ok” Kaneki walks away.

“Well, I mean, we could hang out.”

[little-miss-cedar]

kaneki-holmes:

“What’s up guys? Can I help you?”

“No, I’m okay.”

[little-miss-cedar]

[little-miss-cedar]

stay-away-fromme:

“Margaret.”

“Do you work here?”

[little-miss-cedar]

stay-away-fromme:

“Hi?”

“I’m Cedar. What’s your name?”

[little-miss-cedar]

donttouch-meplease:

She nodded slightly. “I see.”

“I’m Cedar.”

[little-miss-cedar]

“Hi...”

[katandlily]

[little-miss-cedar]

donttouch-meplease:

“I have not seen you around until now. Are you new?”

“Yeah, I am. I just got here.”

[little-miss-cedar]

donttouch-meplease:

Ana looked at the girl and smiled. “Hello.”

“Oh, um... Hi.”

[little-miss-cedar]

donttouch-meplease:

Cedar sat a few seats away from the redhead, hearing her talk to a male about something.