#* julie.

[rekant-aa]

tfln for julie xo

texts from last night

[ please tell me I'm in your upstairs bedroom. Just google mapped myself and I have no idea where I am. ]

[rekant-aa]

"let’s just please talk for a while." , julie ,

i don’t remember what meme this was

‘ you can talk. ’  julie sniffs, a little jittery, not sure what to do with her hands or her too-long limbs or the rest of herself. she doesn’t look well. rarely does, if you look at her long enough. it’s easier to keep a girl like julie in the peripheral whenever you have to deal with her - the closest most get is passing her on the street, slouched low inside her too-big jacket, closed off from the world. she’s changed so much in the years between then and now, so much that she wonders if bonnie even recognises her, if she could possibly. 

how can she still love her, if she’s not her sister anymore. not really. doesn’t feel like she’s earned a spot like that back for herself, yet.

there’s a smile, little more than an upward flick at the corner of her mouth. no teeth, no real happiness, but she’s trying.  ‘ i’m listening. i just - ’  a roll of her shoulders, brushing it off,  ‘ - don’t know what to say. ’

she chews at the insides of her cheeks - would go back to biting her nails if bonnie weren’t watching.  ‘ we… could watch tv. sit together. for a while. ’