well. yeah.

no :(

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀bored. help? ⠀⠀⠀

—𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑵 ˎˊ˗ 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺 // 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 ♡ + ʀᴛ 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄 . . .

você não tem vergonha na cara? My job from months ago vs. her job now. This is a blatant copy; please report it. ‍‍‍˓ ᅟ𝒫𝙎𝙔𝘾𝙃𝙊𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙴

awwwww, i hate you <3

🤨🤨🤨

; the way i never get notifications here — i’m sorry

that’s my signature style.

anyways.

i raised you the best i could, on that humor, axel rose.

that’s your name. and i’m nineteen years older.

whatever .

sorry, kiddo. not feeling great.

he’s following her, and sitting down to get closer. a slow nod, trying to get to relax. “i’m just … tired.”

well —— it’s true he’s trying to come up with new ideas and shit … but that’s not all that’s on his mind. “i suppose.” eyes widen at the view of the bottle. “… axel. what are you doing with that.”

a sigh. hand closing around the bottle, bringing it to his lips. “thanks…”

“are you okay, though?” his arm wraps around her. holding her tighter.

“yeah? you know you can talk to me, right?” a smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

anyway.