#snowbliind

[rcsario]

@snowbliind​  ♡’d

       ‘ i’m sorry, but ---  could we switch seats? your smoke is blowing        into my face.’ her lungs are filled with roses, petals as red as         blood and as fresh as spring time air. it’d be a shame to fill them        with ash. 

[savagecuhnt]

The city was alive in the late hours of the night. Drug dealers, junkies, prostitutes, drunks, all were on the prowl, looking to fill that void-like feeling they all had in common. “ -Where is my mind?” With icy blues hidden behind dark shades, she stumbles down the sidewalk, slurring her words as she attempts to sing, “w-way out in the water, see it swimmin’ “ she falls to the closest stoop and makes herself comfortable as she slips a cigarette between her rosewood stained lips. “Where is my mind?- fuck, dude. Shit.” she pats at her jacket pockets before she lowers her sunglasses, “ s’anyone have a light?! I need a light!”

[chrxnicmvnchies]

@snowbliind

 “Suuuuh Dude!--” he throws a respectful nod to the one in his shop. “Like, legit bruh, just got some S I C K new glass pieces in. You should totally check’em out.” he moves behind the counter, stopping at a section of tall, colorful bongs and bubblers. “Hand crafted, man. Dude up the road makes these fuckers in his garage. Fuckin’ bad ass, right?”