i·warned·him
Lilly. Twenty-Seven.
“I’m coming home, it’s late again, I’m high as I’ve ever been
You’re sitting up, you’re in our bed crying for a ghost again
No room could be as dark or as empty as ours is
Because I’m at home but I’m not here, and I never am"
I’m literally morphine. Great for a awhile but we really shouldn’t go steady.
Anonymous asked: Sorry. Shouldn't be talking to you.
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Anonymous asked: You have a snapchat?
I do, stranger.