He gestures at her bottle of liquor. “Plan on sharing?”
She gave him an apprehensive look before holding it up towards him. "I suppose I could, in turn for your company."

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He gestures at her bottle of liquor. “Plan on sharing?”
She gave him an apprehensive look before holding it up towards him. "I suppose I could, in turn for your company."
Yeah…I never saw myself being a mom...ever. But it’s kinda like Caleb’s last gift to me…I’m just afraid of doing everything wrong…
[she smiled softly] It was. Caleb didn't want to leave you alone, so he left a piece of himself with you. Don't be afraid. Nobody knows what their doing in this life, it's all a learning experience. You know?
We’re not talking about Dane Cook anymore, are we? [Listening intently to her, he tilts his head to the side.] A twin sister? I had literally no idea. [Making a face of confusion, he sits up and clasps his hands together.] Wait— you get feelings from your twin sister and you think she’ll feel your feelings? But you’re not sure that she’s not allowing herself to feel them? [Picking up the bottle from next to him, he sniffs it before looking at her.] How many of these have you had?
Nope. We are officially off the topic of Dane [she shook her head] I'm not talking drunken stupidity, it's real. When she's sad, I feel it. . . When she'd mad, I feel it. . . I still feel connected to her-- I still love her, but I [she puts her chin on her arms above her knees] I don't think she still loves me. And that, that makes me want to die. My literal other half wants nothing to do with me and wouldn't care if I turned up dead in a ditch on the side of the freeway.
"Do you want me to leave?"
.....No.
Oddly enough it’s not that comforting…
Just take care of yourself. . . and that baby. That baby is the one person out of the 6 billion there are on this earth that is going to love you no matter what and will be there until the end of time. People come and people go, but that baby will be with you, forever. That baby is the answer to every prayer you've made. . . I don't mean to be preachy, but God sent that baby to you for a reason. Don't take that for granted. Promise me you won't?
Well, I don't plan on sobering up any time soon, which means I don't plan on entertaining you. Why don't you run along? I'm in no mood to be anything but a buttface.
You have horrible taste, Caysea. Why not be in love with someone who’s actually funny? [Crossing his arms, he furrows his eyebrows before nodding.] Yeah, I have two younger brothers. Why?
Technically I am, but he doesn't love me back, not anymore..... I have a twin sister, Cairo. I- that thing they say, where twins can feel each other's emotions. . . I think it's real [she chuckles to herself] I sound crazy, but I get this feeling [she taps her fingers against her chest, above her heart] right here, and it- it gives me hope that she can feel what I feel too, and that she still cares enough to let herself feel it.
Yeah…but I’m the pregnant one...so one step lower on that totem pole there.
If it makes you feel any better, I've been there, done that, got the t-shirt.
I don’t know. I’m tired and you’re being a butt face.
A butt face, really?
"Okay. I’ll just sit here with you, then."
You must be clinically insane to want to actually sit here with me when I reek like a brewery and tears.
If you weren’t intoxicated right now you would probably realize that Dane Cook is literal trash. Not a comedic bone in his body. [Sighing, he sits back and listens to her.] You’re going to have to be more specific.
Fuck no. I stand by my faith is Dane Cook, intoxicated or not. I am in love with that man, fuck love, actually, straight up infatuated [she tucks her hair behind her ear, looking over at him] Do you have any siblings?
Caysea don’t act like this.
Like what, exactly?
Nope…mine's like thrift shop, old lady hand me downs baggage.
I guess we're both shit out of luck, eh?
I didn’t say anything.
Which is why I said I didn't need your shit, shit meaning your words.
Trust me…it’d be a nice change from my own baggage.
Is your baggage at least Louis Vuitton? Mine is starting to feel a lot like an old flea market knock-off.
Dane Cook isn’t even funny. [Setting the bottle aside, he raised an eyebrow and looked her square in the eye, unamused.] Drinking’s not going to solve anything. Now, what’s up? What’s got you out here damaging your liver?
If I wasn't intoxicated right now I would get up and smack you. Dane Cook is a comedic genius [she crossed her arms] Life has got me out here nursing a bottle of vodka. And unfortunately so, I'm not talking about the board game.
Wanna talk about it?
Naw, I wouldn't want to trouble you with my baggage. I'll save it for my shrink.