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specs— or steven!

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Damn, It Really Sucks To Be You Right Now, Oh Well, What's The First Thing You're Gonna Do When You Get

Damn, it really sucks to be you right now, oh well, what's the first thing you're gonna do when you get out? I'd personally take a really big nap.

I don't know.. Napping sounds good. I miss my bed.. No, I just miss my house in general. And I miss everyone there, too.

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1 year ago

"Still, that doesn't really sit right with me.. You can go home, if you want. I appreciate your company, really, and I thank you for everything, but I don't expect you to put your life on hold for me."

"Hey. Your glasses were important to you. It's okay to be upset, man"

"I'm upset over everything, really.. God, how did you do it? I don't like to ask about your trap, but I feel like a mess."

1 year ago

Real, that's just what it be like 😔😔 Did you know you're the second person in your family to end up in a hospital within these past few months?

Wouldn't doubt it.


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1 year ago

"Unbelievably.. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep, though. This place gives me the creeps."

"Hey. Your glasses were important to you. It's okay to be upset, man"

"I'm upset over everything, really.. God, how did you do it? I don't like to ask about your trap, but I feel like a mess."

1 year ago

Every time I close my eyes, I see him. My ears still ring from how loud it was...


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1 year ago

"I should, yeah.. Somewhere in my nightstand. They don't have the little lights, though. Those were so damn cool.."

Adam roughly remembered how to get there. I mean, he had litterally dragged his own half-dead body out of that hell hole. But what was on his mind was why the fuck would this happen? Sure, he was fucked up. David was fucked up. But Specs? He was perfect.

He drove as fast as he could, till he got there

Specs looked up from where he was slumped against the wall when he saw his brother's headlights. Unsteadily, he stood up, holding onto the grimy brick walls for support.

He was missing his iconic glasses, the skin on his hands and face red and irritated. His clothes, a simple t-shirt and jeans, were wrinkled and bloodied. There seemed to be no wounds on his body, though.

"Adam," he choked.