« oh yeah? maybe i’ll come around some more, then. just to be unlucky enough to meet you again. » with a brief scoff, he pinches the tip of his nose between index and thumb of his right hand.

maybe it’s time to switch factions. although it’d be hard to accept a kook within pogues … everything depends on her.

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.

|| WITH COATS BECAUSE WERE FANCY

|| IM OMW TO U BC ITS 34 DEGREES CELSIUS HERE

|| WHAT IN THE FUCK KNUCKLES

worry fills his eyes, fists clench automatically. not towards them, but he’s always ready to fight. « what’s wrong, stinkass? who needs punching? »

|| NO BUT COLD WEATHER IS TJE BEST FR