Its like we live with a knife in our throats.

the day will come when i will be able to go into the Lori and Andrea tags and don’t have to block some stupid and misogynist hate post within the first three seconds.

Reblog if you actually liked Lori/Andrea from The Walking Dead

Lori watched in amusement as Claire took care of that walker. The things she’d do to be as quick as her. Lori knew that if she didn’t have Claire she’d be a treat for the undead. And she hated how she had no confidence in even surviving on her own. She knew time was running out. The horde that was back at the farm were onto them. 

"Don’t worry." Claire murmured, reassuring her friend. Her eyebrows pulled together. At least Lori didn’t have incredibly horribly pregnancy hormones. They did have both the baby and the mother to worry about, but life was life and if Lori wanted that baby, then she did the right thing keeping it. Who knows, maybe the baby will grow up to become a savior in this apocalypse. A baby will always be a light in the darkness. "We just have to get away from this horde." She whispered, keeping her voice low — to keep from attracting any of the walkers. 

Lori watched the heinous crowd of walkers as Claire ensured her of their plan. Claire was adroit, Lori would give her that, but it seemed like everyday more and more of those dead creatures overpowered the earth, and there was no possible way to earn back their world. It was gone. Lori repudiated the idea of never living a normal life again, for her baby, for her. But she couldn't give up. Her motherly side pushed her to stay alive. And that was exactly what she was going to do. 

"Ya…" Andrea replied back. "Everything is fine, but are you okay?"

"Anyone there?"

"Here." Andrea called out. "Everything okay?"