“ told ‘em we shouldn’t get involved, ”  he says, eyes darting anywhere else around the room that he can find.  guilt hangs heavy over his entire being, his soul feels pinned and heavy inside his body.  “ bad shit is always gonna happen around here, and i’m done draggin’ people into it. ”  he was tired of death following him — his whole life felt like he was just leaving a trail of nothing but death behind him.  “ if you were smart you’d grab your stuff and head far, far away.  get ahead of shit.  i would if i had the chance. ”    //    @moonsymbols​​​​ doot doot toot