People tend to take their routine for granted. It's true that going through the motions day after day just gets plain exhausting after a while. I get it, I really do. However, no one ever appreciates the comfort of the monotony. We need to break the routine every now and then but there's comfort in knowing you can just go right back to it whenever you choose to do so.
Now, if anyone had told me the choice of my routine would slip through my fingers after a short series of events on a Thursday morning, I would've appreciated it a little more. It was a little too late for that now that I found myself stuck in a car with the three women who'd just stolen it right off the gas station a few minutes ago.
Well, shit.
I know some people who are fucked up. People who are so messed up in the head that when there is any sort of peace in their household, relationship, or life in any way; they become restless.
Their mind is reprobate; good is bad, and evil is good.
They are repetitively destructive; they crave drama, arguments, and will seek to destroy their own happiness to fulfill this addiction.
They don't know love, peace, or joy.
It's foreign to them.
Serenity is their enemy.
Peace is their problem.
Love is a terrorist.
Being dysfunctional is their normal.
Misery is religion.
Camila Cabello x Lauren Jauregui
(Five Part Oneshot)
[Mature Content]
{Trigger Warning} ⚠️
(Cover designed by: @msdrunkinlove)
