Those times when we got too drunk and were alone, lying down and staring at the ceiling with imaginary stars. All the late night shitty life talks and how pick-up-sticks was all about testing our alcohol consumption. Getting high on bottles and bottles of old monk and forgetting what’s written on the clocks. Complaining about the lack of genuine souls and how we live with people that are monsters and trolls. There were also times when we’d do absolutely nothing and stay there in complete silence. But all the feels of comfort and love in those moments, we’d love those sleepless nights. Not one, not three, but several nights in a row, Winter was never as warm as it was in all that snow. We can either cry, or laugh at what all we did. But everything was worth it. Yes! It was all worth it. #throwbacktowhenwemet#latenighttalks#nostalgia
0 1352 days ago
-Jane...how many times have I told you that self-harming is a very idiotic thing to do?
-But...it helps me to forget things...temporarily. Like some kind of medication, you know?
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