my one and only,
you are correct; this is inbetween bad and good.
bad because of the act, good for us.
in a way, my darling, yes. we are sneaking out.
but not in the way you think; a much easier way. one
that doesn't take physical ability, but mental.
suicide.
you. me. top of the hospital at sunrise tommorow.
you know i adore the sunrise.
jump with me.
i'll see you there.
excited,
arabella marie, the first and last love of your life.
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therapy | hood
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