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Like This, You Keep Them Alive

In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you.
There just has to be someone who wants to.

ROBERT BRAULT
  
JUST BREATHE
  ☀︎  

Your mother died when you were fifteen. This is where it started.

Now you’re eighteen and you haven’t gone to college yet—and you don’t know if you will at all—and you spend too much time in the cemetery with your mother. You’re cruel and rude, a coping mechanism you learned from your father, but too soft to deliver on your constant anger, a gene inherited from your mother.

And when you meet him, you’re afraid of what comes with him.

  
f i c m i x  b y  l o s i n g  c o n t r o l .
shc  +  liahp   |   character aesthetics by ella

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