⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ Hazel let out a sigh of relief finally having a moment to herself without somebody bothering her. She didn't always like the quiet though, It was peaceful, but at the same time the silence always made her remember how truly alone she was. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

hiding vodka in a coffee thermos while walking through alexandria that’s smart… right?

Hazel quietly approached the woman, two cups of coffee in her hands. She sat beside her and offered Carol one of the cups — a friendly smile on her face. "Are you alright? I could literally see you shivering from back at my porch" She chuckled.

Take her back.

She used to think it was stupid when people said their "home" was a feeling they got when with a specific person. But now she understands, now she just wants to be home again. In her mother's arms.

As per usual she has absolutely no clue what's going on.

// should I make a return to #twdrp on here 🤔

the air is crisp , the crickets chirping far off in the distance . she is seated on her porch , her mind wondering like it always does late at night . . . sometimes this is all ( too ) tiring

why are we born into this world if it’s just to die?