We’re both just doing this cold thing. I’m hoping you’ll be the one who stops it, but we both know I have to be the one. I always have to he the one. That’s why I can’t not this time. I’m so tired, so heartbroken. So stupid, for wishing you would do something I know you’re incapable of. I want to mourn this, but it’s like I don’t even have tear ducts anymore.
::clicks link, stares enraptured::
"Ellis Red is Ellis’ signature colour: it is based on the natural colour of blood. That colour is the same in all of us, so therefore it doesn’t clash with anyone’s skin."
I loved you once, but that was too many sorries ago.
Anonymous said: Picture?
- Rehearsal 1: Perfect hair, casual-but-not-too-casual outfit planned weeks in advance, well-thought-out footwear choices
- Rehearsal 10: Sweatpants, a pyjama top and slipper socks