( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
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( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
( oh, you’re a little worse for wear ) & it hurts having someone take care of you ;;
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happy fuckin’ VALENTINES day !
He pushed himself up and sat next to her, the cigarette passed between them silently. His hand fell absently to her thigh. “Why don’t you leave? I mean, this town.” His thumb brushed softly at her sleep-warm skin. “You’ve done it before. Got up. Said fuck this. Left and changed everything. If there’s nothin’ keepin’ you here, why the fuck stay?”
she watches his hand, unsure of how to answer the question -- what does she say? She could easily just shrug it off and tell him she doesn’t want to talk about it, but she’s tired of all the tension between them. A long drag of the cigarette is taken before she hands it back, exhaling slowly and watching the smoke fill the air. ❝ for awhile it was because I was hopin’ you’d come back... now I -- I don’t know. I mean, you did so I -- You made this place feel like... It wasn’t just a place anymore. I got comfortable. ❞
( hannigxr ) !!
❝ do you wanna go to the diner tonight or stay in ?? ❞
back turned to the other; she’s busy folding up laundry as the question is posed. doesn’t bother her either way, she just wants to know if she’s gotta cook soon or not.
never actually took a nap, just started cleaning and packing up while I watch fetus spn. I'm almost done, though!!! Just gotta wait on some stuff till tomorrow when mom brings boxes.
i did it -- I survived finals week. I’ve handed in my french final and now all that’s left to do is finish packing and prepare to head out tomorrow. I’ll be leaving here around noonish and as soon as I’m settled back into my grandparents place I’ll be on and probably getting to what I owe if my muse allows. As of right now, though, it’s naptime. I’m exhausted. I’ll be back soon.
This girl showed up to the final high as fuck on codeine and I’m crying with laughter.
This is it. I've reached the end. T-minus 16 minutes until my last final and I can feel a panic attack creeping up.