“ gon’ crash here. --- a day or two. ” his hands wrapped around cans of food, pulling them from the overhead cupboards and placing them on the counter below. “ got ‘nough for a while. ”
@dawnfeud.
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“ gon’ crash here. --- a day or two. ” his hands wrapped around cans of food, pulling them from the overhead cupboards and placing them on the counter below. “ got ‘nough for a while. ”
@dawnfeud.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
she can feel herself dripping blood, spilling over her hand, filling a pool on the concrete. she falls apart so quickly, she is still human. and while other hands are on her, holding her up, she barely notices. familiar with the torpid state of pain. she grew in it, it binds her, paralysis in trauma, why didn’t she fight back? because it was so routine. trust as a child is so important. but trust was ripped from her hands as her blood is now. okay. no. she will not be okay. she hasn’t been, she won’t be. ❝ grab the papers — we can’t leave without them. ❞