#traumeriin

@traumeriin​  --   “ come on, i’ll race you. ”

                                                            the rifleman

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[text:] Ahh, I’m so glad that you like them!

`.* .        HIS HAND ACROSS THE RIVER AS THOUGH WHISPERING HIS HEART INTO IT..  .     ____________`°⟡ _____________ .  there is something                AMISS                in the boundaries    of his  ideals         and therefore he      falls     by  the river bed  like something had caught him by the throat and                      THRUST                  him down in the roots of  a tempest.          .   _  “     𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍  𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚎 ,    𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜  𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍    𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜.. ”    he    reaches a hand out toward her  ,     he wants her beisde him,   and  wants to be sturng into some dream state in which he did not  have to feel  the            SUFFOCATION .                      .   _  “     𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎.      . ”   

    “On me,” he laughs, stabbing the sealed plastic with the end of his pointed straw. Oolong tea spills out around it. “I own the place. Or my boss does. Whatever.”