woke up.
i woke up to him weak.
so
fucking
weak.
he's practically dying.
he IS dying.
THIS IS WHY IM TRYING TO GIVE HIM MEDICINE.
I WANT HIM ALIVE.
HE'S EVERYTHING I HAVE NOW.
EVERYTHING.
i don't care about that weed anymore
all I care about is him.
i
need
him.
YOU ARE READING
Separated (SFLI rewrite)
FanfictionI swear to god I hated the first version so much I have to rewrite this damn thing
