NO, DEAR. USE YOUR CUP OF STARS. INSIST ON YOUR CUP OF STARS. ONCE THEY'VE STRAPPED YOU INTO BEING LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, YOU'LL NEVER SEE YOUR CUP OF STARS AGAIN.
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every time i rewatch hohh and get to ep 5 theres a couple minutes where i forget arthur fucking dies and then i remember and go through the 7 stages of grief
she smiles at her brother, for it's been a few months since she'd last seen him. he'd left rehab again, but she knows he's on the right track now; she can feel it. ❝ when you called you didn't tell me what you wanted to meet about... is everything okay? ❞ her voice is small but light, and she hopes her expression is encouraging for her twin.
@willowdied said: “He looks like he will keep you safe”
not here • not accepting.
Tears prick her eyes as she hugs her twin tight, pressing her cheek against the rough fabric of his jacket. "Yeah. Yeah. I mean, that's what everyone wants, right? And I've not... Had that."