#initcne

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          ❛  whoa  ---   darlene,  your  glasses  are  so  retro.  ❜  echo sounds more impressed than anything else from her perch on the side of the building.  ❛  where  did  you  even  find  those?  ❜

who is angela?       really,       at her core       —       (   i am the same as i ever was,       i am stronger,       i have a purpose and it is good   )       where has she gone?       the turning point is clear but the road back is less so,       and she sees only the way forward and then the rewind,       the making - things - whole of it all.

@initcne​ said:

“   i   don’t   want   us   to   be   strangers   again  .   ”

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢. 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 -- 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝. 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎? 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎?

Elliot seemed a bit out of it though not as much as he wanted to be. He wanted to disappear. Or feel numb. Morphine sounded pretty great right now but he wasn’t sure he really want to get stuck down that slippery slope. If there was one thing he knew he wanted, it was her.

Stepping forward gently and without a word, Elliot curled his arms around his little sister tightly. “We won’t.”  

y’all remember that emoji head ep?

and it’s a shame because you and i didn’t get a witness  we’re the only ones who know