* soft angst starters || Not Accepting
@doitfcrthevines

▌█ ∵   🏥   ∵ █ ▌ Arms wrapped around him tightly as cheeks were stained from previous tears. She hated the fact that some nights she would have these moments. Reliving everything, flat lining, the chemotherapy, having everything come back. Trapped in the same pale room for her whole life never getting to see the outside world, stars ever again. Deep inhale as body shook face now buried in her fathers clothing before shaking her head. ❝I-I hate this. It’s all just.❞  Words interrupted by sobs, nights like this she often wondered if maybe it would have been better if she never woke up. She hated to even think that but; sometimes in the dark days it lingered in the back of her brain like that of a ghost. Which, in some cases was what she went through was for her a ghost of her past.❝Why can’t I just be normal, why do I have to deal with this stuff?❞