demetriusbyrne:

” You got somethin’ in your ears? I watched this kill my father. ” he takes a step back, ” …and the fuck kinda question is that? “

“What do you mean what kind of question is that? You smoke like a fuckin’ chimney, you won’t go to a doctor, you won’t tell anyone,” she takes a breath, her tirade bringing those annoying tears back into her eyes. “I’m drawing a pretty fuckin’ logical conclusion here." 






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