don’t worry i’ll still have this one!!! i’ll just have another one too. and ty for not groaning at me ily but everyone else does

hahahahahaha no. not unless you figure it out yourself

    ❝ let me get this straight, ❞ casey says, pausing for a moment as he tries to comprehend what he’s just been asked. it’s ridiculous, has BAD IDEA written all over it --- for more reasons than he can count. but he can’t deny that he’s somewhat intrigued, & even more amused. ❝ you want me to fake not-quite marry you ? ❞

bro i am so not sorry. 

my love, you know that i’ve never been good with words; that i’m much better at writing them down onto paper. i hate the word goodbye, i always have. i hated saying goodbye to my parents when i left. i hated saying goodbye to you every time i had to leave you alone. but this is my final goodbye to you. our relationship has caused both of us too much hurt, too much heartache. and, because i love you so much, it hurts me to see you hurt. i don’t want you to live your life waiting for me, my presence a temporary relief from your pain. i want you to be happy and free, and i know the only way that can happen is if we part. i’ll always remember you, my first love. and maybe one day, i’ll see your face in the streets, and i’ll be able to smile because i know you’re irrevocably blissful. but for now, this is goodbye.fletcher

“here just hold this.” fletcher mumbled, holding his arm out behind him to give marley a bag full of blankets for the two, his torso still rummaging in the trunk of his rover. he gathered a few more things in his arms, the dim lighting of the small overhead lights in the rear was making it hard for him to see. finally popping himself back out, he carefully shut the trunk, turning back to the brunette, who’s hair was tussled by the ocean breeze. “let’s go.”