@soldrugs: ‵ everyone thinks i’ve gotten better. i haven’t. i’ve just gotten better at hiding it. ′ ( @ chloe ! )
gaze flickers , tearing away from the picturesque view of the setting sun to glance at the girl beside her. it’s been brewing , chloe could tell that it has been for a while. truthfully it is maddening to her ; how she refused to appear ANYTHING less than composed after what she’s lost --- chloe hates it. it infuriates her. she has no real right to the anger she feels , though nevertheless it festers and crests. fingers curl , a balled fist comes down hard upon the solid roof they sit , body shifting to face the other. ❝ fuck that! show them that you’re hurting. scream , cry , hit something --- ANYTHING , SARAH! anything other than pretending you’re okay when you’re fuckin’ not! ❞ she’s yelling , but she doesn’t care. that’s the difference between them. chloe wasn’t afraid to show the world what she thought of it. ❝ stop fuckin’ pretending , sarah. ❞
