When after talking in the backseat of his car, trading war stories and battle scars and past heartaches that burned like flames to old photos and ached like fractured ribs, nails in a coffin – he became hopeful then, traded her optimism and goodness from her for fear.
It’s a strange first revelation, though, when you’ve got something to lose for the first time, when there’s a clear before and after that’s her handprints all over his heart. How she forgives him without thinking. How they danced slowly to Kiss From a Rose in the kitchen and laughed themselves silly, tripped a little too hard in love and found each other on the kitchen floor.
Being just friends is the biggest lie they’ll tell on this road to learning each other and taking life as the joke it is.
Lol thinspo poses? Take a look at most original nsfw blogs they have photos with their ribs sticking out (because they're sucking in) and no one says anything to them?
Yeah, everything is fine if its nsfw apparently to these horny good for nothing degenerates . As soon as someone has a mental illness it’s bad and negatively influencing the tumblr community if you post about it. 😂