hug time :)
close ups under the cut
thinking about slobo and anita. you are born from the cells of someone who has never felt fear. you are the runt of the litter. you are dying slowly, by inches. she agreed to go out on a date with the person you came from, and she is the only one who knows how afraid you are. you dragged her and her dead father out of a burning house. you held her in your arms while she cried. she was the last person you talked to before you died. save me slonita save me