#nymphaete

i call mike a huge pos but it’s fine he’s my son

                 she’s sat quietly,   fingers lace around bottle of whatever the fuck is in the kitchen as legs kick alongside marble.   a physical fatality of a girl,   it wasn’t her place to ask,   but that wouldn’t stop her.   ‘   ... want some?  ’   she can see him there,   she’s not blind.   no one was around to correct form,   slouch that came from her back and bare feet that hit against surfaces.   sloppy girl.   ‘   it won’t drink itself,   you know.  ’   

please send a bouquet of flowers to @nearbelfast. she is everything, the light and the love and the best comfort i could ask for in a friend. she honestly deserves the world and more and if i could give her that i would in a heartbeat. her writing is soothing to read, her friendship invaluable and her personality and heart a part of me. thank you. ♥

can i kiss nicole instead ? jw

you are also welcome 2 kiss me wtf