Emile’s breathing hitched. Was this like the split? Where everything he loved was taken away from him? Everything splitting apart- breathing getting faster- everything, gone, gone, gone-
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
"everything is fine, we've just been in here for too long and if we stay in here any longer some bad stuff will happen so we need to go. Everything is okay though"
in my short time on this site i have waged 1 war and been challenged to another. it’s almost like YWS knows how much i love analyzing and writing about war — JukeboxHeart
should we go now?"