pretty faces don't need no pretty hearts

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OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.

YOOOOOOO

THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.

okay so wait ya’ll lemme tell you a miracle 

Jane was quiet for a moment, thinking about what she could do. As Jane looked after the girl again, she saw her not moving or anything. “Fuck.” She cursed, quietly under her breath. She got herself a cloth and made it wet with ice-cold water, slowly dabing it on the girl's forehead.

Alice batted her eyes open, then shivered when the wet cloth touched her forehead. By now, Alice was use to cold water because she bathed in it everyday, but it wasn't a pleasant feeling to wake up to. 

"Oh goodness I wish."

"Oh, cool. I used to work at a bookshop."

"Did you close the door behind you?"

"...."

[ Leave it to Evelyn to harass strangers with her musings. This was just one example on a long list of why she shouldn’t go out drinking alone. ]

[ Ah, the amusement of a drunken stranger and their stories. Laughing as the girl began her story, Alice checked the time to see if she had missed an appointment with a customer or not- nope. ]

"Lovely name, its nice to meet you too." 

"Thanks. So you own this place?"

"All have have is porn magazines and pancake mix…And you’re not having those."

"I'm not a thief. I was just trying to get away from a psycho customer who wants me to be his girlfriend. I'm Alice."

"I’m so so sorry. I swear, I didn’t do this on purpose." Jane said again but listening to the girl. "Well Lily, I’m Jane." Finally standing, she slowly was moving over to her car, opening the door carefully to get her inside to sit down on the little corner seat that was in there. "Okay, that sucks.." She thought about what she could do, since the girl didn’t have no insurance.

"It's okay." All the words were echoing in her head, the lady was saying she was sorry. Alice wished she would stop and be quiet, but she didn't want to say because this woman was helping her. Once she was sat down, Alice drifted off into unconsciousness.

"Oh my gosh thank you so much" she said happily, taking the book from her hands 'beauty and the beast'

Alice went to turn and leave, but whipped back around when the girl asked her a question. "Oh, I'm Alice. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Did I leave my front door open again or did you break in?"

"Technically, I broke in... But, within reason."

at the thirsty turtle.

[ As she quirked a brow, Alice took a sip of her Strawberry Hill wine which she persuaded the bartender to give her for free. ]

Jane saw the girl and knelt down immediately. “I’m so sorry. Are you hurt badly? What’s your name ? Shit, I’m sorry.” She said and tried to help the girl up, totally ignoring in shock what she was saying. “I should drive you to the hospital.” Jane bit her lip, a worried expression on her face.

"I hurt on the shoulder. And the head. Ouch." Alice couldn't remember much. "Lily," She murmured as she worked herself up with the guidance of the woman. "Lily Ellis..." Lily was her name until she was eighteen, when she changed it to Alice. That detail didn't seem to phase her. "No insurance... Can't go to hospital."

“I hate broccoli. And think it totally sucks. Why is it not meat? Haiku by Wanda Wilson.”

"I cry every time; a work of art."