— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 .

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Even though we were so close together,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the twilight has a different color

[— ����𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Instead, time flows on.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Even the colors of the sky have changed—
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and our hearts passed right by each other.

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

this shit ain't nothing to me man

[∀ @PeakPiece31]

suicidemaxxing call that ascending

[ᅟᅟskullcrusher, @sainticide]

bleed, make me bleed — cut me up, i'm yours to keep.

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

nothing? it's never "nothing" with you.

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

dear sister.

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

brother. dear, dear brother...

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

sister .

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

????

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

don't hate the player, hate the game lil bro

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

@moonlitjudge what the hell is your problem

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

can my sister stop flirting with my ex girlfriend

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

I might need therapy, but I don't want it. No thanks.

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

. . . Just being near you is enough, so don't worry.

What's new for you? It's been a bit.

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

If there's anything I can do to help calm your nerves... Please, do tell me, Athrun.

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

smth wrong w her

[ethel cain lyric bot @mothercainbot]

Terrified you’ll bite the hand that needs you
And right now I need you

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

Er. I missed you, and I hope you've been doing well, you know . . .

. . . The opposite. Growing restless.

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

No, no, it's fine. I simply expected something a little more heartwarming.

... And to answer, I've simply been going over new routines. What about you?

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

Can I not make small talk with you??

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

....yes.

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

did you seriously just ask me, your sister, 'wyd' in the year C.E 7(X) ????

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

wyd

[— 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑹 . @X23SAVIOR]

hey girl hey

[𝐀𝚂𝚃𝚁𝖎𝙳 . ᐟᐟ @moonlitjudge]

man

[words with love @juscrapbook]

you’re the muscle i cut from bone, and still the bone remembers, still it wants (so much, it wants) the flesh back, the real thing, if only to rail against it, if only to argue and fight, if only to miss a solve-able absence.