Feb 21, 2019
“Do you know why these kind of things happen to me?” Raphael chuckles darlky, cocking his head a little bit to the side as he takes a hold of an empty glass which lay on the kitchen counter. “Do you?” He repeats, his eyes focused on Gabriella. “Because I do..” He twirls the glass around in his hand before catching it in his grip. “It’s because everything’s fucked up!” Raphael snaps, throwing the glass across the room and he watches it shatter into a million pieces as he feels a piece of himself break along with it. “Everything,” he turns around and grabs another glass, smashing it on the ground, “Is,” he breaks another one, “Broken!” and another one. | @lovclydaze