My eye crept open feeling as if they were glued shut, revealing a dark room not yet lit by the morning sun. I rolled over looking at my phone, then immediately regretted hitting the home button being blinded. The light stung my eyes before I could jolt them shut. I moaned rubbing them, then continued back to checking the time. 3:45 am showed on the blinding screen. I rolled back on my back before sitting up and stretching. Once I was up I pulled on an oversized hoodie that still smelt like the nights with my friends back in Colorado. My window did its usual scratching noise as I lifted it open, the smell of the old wooden window frame mixed with fresh rain stained my memory as I made my way to my spot. I looked around seeing silence and emptiness on the street, the L passed by every once in a while. It still seemed quiet. Comforting like quiet. My mind drifted in and out as I listened to music. Music was my drug, the only one I was addicted to that couldn't kill me. Yet still, music was still dangerous enough that it could if it wanted to. It has a language that everyone knows, but cant speak.
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S P I L T ° Phillip Gallagher
Fanfiction"we are all inhaling fumes again, and there the black and white will end." |Shameless|Lip Gallagher| |thєlσllчmσnѕtєr © 2017| |єdítíng| NOT FINISHED| Cover made by: @18-41am
