2/1/2025, 5:03 AM
She's close, and he doesn't mind. "You absolutely can hang out with the 'new' me. Maybe the real me? Or the fake me? I don't ask anymore." He shifts his shoulder a bit. She wants to come close, and he'll lean into it, turning his body so his face isn't far from hers.
"Fiadh. A name I thought I made up." The visions of hell, the trips on so many drugs... "We haven't seen each other since the fires, no. The spirits haven't been as forceful lately." His head will never be empty, but he can at least keep them under control with the right self medication. "How have you been, though?"
"Fiadh. A name I thought I made up." The visions of hell, the trips on so many drugs... "We haven't seen each other since the fires, no. The spirits haven't been as forceful lately." His head will never be empty, but he can at least keep them under control with the right self medication. "How have you been, though?"
Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best
