We were doing cocaine
Again.
Bert influences my craving for it.
I hope it's not turning into an addiction.
We were at
Vic and Kellin's place.
I don't even know if that building
belonged to them.
I felt like a tea kettle.
Every time I blew out a line of smoke,
I stared at it.
It was like I could create clouds,
and that made me happy.
Vic and Kellin
were laughing.
I know I said it before but
This amount of belonging I felt
was so surreal.
I felt whole connecting to these
beautiful people.
Even though
they were bad.
Bert got close to me,
smiled.
I couldn't breathe.
the graceful look on my face changed,
and I immediately pushed away from his body.
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
