Oct 3, 2017
closed starter for @ellcr
it was a cloudy day in downtown manchester, and rosie was unloading her small car that was full of big boxes. she’d never lived on her own before, and she knew she was supposed to be happy, and finally feel free, but she couldn’t help but feel sad. one by one, she lifted up each box and slowly walked up the second floor to find her flat. as she was carrying her heaviest box, rosie’s arms had given up, causing her to drop the box, creating a loud thud on the entire floor. “fuck,” she whispered to herself. her frail limbs laid on top of the brown box, as she sat in front of it.
