𝓛𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓚𝒾𝓁𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃 retweeted
⠀i fall asleep whispering “ i am safer alone, i am safer alone, i am safer alone ” […] forgive me, memory is a rope around the neck.
Eyes flicker down to the drink in hand, lingering there for a moment in thought.
“Do you mind if I have some?”
After all, misery does love company.
𝓛𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓚𝒾𝓁𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃 retweeted
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𝕴 didn't realize love could hurt so much until I saw my own blood spill for you, and you turned away, leaving me to bleed in silence.
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Inching more into the room, Francesca pulls the shawl over her shoulders closer to ward off the slight chill of the night.
“You have never been on the floor when things are fine unless you are having a drink and telling stories with—” Right. He is no longer here. “Never mind.”
Like moth to a flame, in comes Francesca, peeping around the door frame to find Michaela exactly where she thought she would be.
“What is the matter?”








