❝ HERO, THEY
WHISPER AS THE YOUNG BOY WALKS BY... ❞
est. 04.06.17
written by dani
( sideblog to wistcrias )
( sideblog to wistcrias )
“ YEAH, LEAH SOMEHOW CONVINCED me to come to this thing… ” He leans against the crutches. His cast is decorated in signatures and smiley faces galore, well wishes and doodled hearts in all the colors Crayola has to offer ––– his crutches are no different, despite being loaned by the hospital. He hadn’t the HEART to deny his parents when they’d insisted his friends decorate it for him too. The accident was somehow worse on them then it was on him. Maybe. “ She went to go get us some coffee. I don’t know, poetry’s not really my thing. Why can’t people just say what they want to say, you know? But Leah thinks it might be BENEFICIAL. I love that girl, but I told her there was no way I was getting on that stage, man. ”
“ I’m telling you, life is so much BIGGER than stupid high-school crap. ” There’s an apple being rolled between the palms of his hands, it FLIES in an arc from hand to hand, then raised to Jeff’s smiling lips. “ The one thing you should take with you is some good fucking friends. Everything else just gets LEFT BEHIND. I’m tellin’ you. ” Listen to him –– hadn’t even graduated yet, and already he’s practicing for the role of wise college freshman.
