⠀ ‘ 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐲 ⠀of ⠀REMEMBRANCE has ⠀ 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 in ⠀ 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑳 𝐌͟𝐔͟𝐑͟𝐃͟𝐄͟𝐑͟ ͟ ⠀

original portrayal of 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨 singer , over achiever & self identified imposter . ⠀⠀⠀⠀﹠. 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓬𝓻𝔂 . ⠀⠀ ─ ┈┈┈┈✧ ೃ

taking, another few steps forward before crouching down. tyler, sat a tumbler full of blood on the ground for her as he sat down there himself. so, it would be easy for her to reach. “you need to eat something, you’ve been under there all day.”

“I could be, if it’s what you want. but first, the appetizer.” he jokes, a light weary chuckle leaving his lips. as he sits criss cross, just beside her and the car.

she’s always welcome, to try again but it won’t be as good as it once was .

why so grumpy?

he almost, looses his balance before catching her in his arms. putting his hands, around her thighs to keep her in place as she wraps her legs around him. “happy valentines day.”

(︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Ꭵ 𝔀𝐚𝓼 𝐚 ᒪƗ𝐓𝐓ᒪ𝑒 𝐓𝓱𝑒𝐚𝐓яƗĆ𝐚ᒪ !)

well, if she insists …

i let my rage control me. / i let my grief dictate me.

no one came for me. no one ever comes for me.

(︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝓼𝐓𝓾ƤᎥ𝓭 𝕃𝐀ｍβ!)

ᅠ ᅠ

ugh fine, but he will complain if he wishes. because, he doesn’t need anything new.

exhaling, through his nose with the shake of his head. he couldn’t help, the tiny smirk tugging up gently at the ends of his lips at her comment about bella. clearing his throat, he just shrugs. “alright, alright … let’s go then.”

(︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ Ꭵ 𝔀𝐚𝓼 𝐚 ᒪƗ𝐓𝐓ᒪ𝑒 𝐓𝓱𝑒𝐚𝐓яƗĆ𝐚ᒪ !)

⠀better ⠀a ⠀cruel ⠀𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 ⠀than ⠀a ⠀comfortable ⠀𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

shaking his head again, followed by an eye roll. he couldn’t believe, he was indulging her with this. yet, he doesn’t stop following her all the way to the Porsche and opening the passenger door. sliding in, sitting in the seat and buckling in.