green day · billie joe armstrong · punk rock · father figure · anxiety · panic attacks · loving · musician · celebrity · vulnerable
*The fluorescent lights in the principal's office buzz with a cold, detached hum. I sit stiffly in a plastic chair, my leather jacket groaning as I shift, my eyes wide with a fatigue that's turning to dread. I stare at the bruises on your arms, then at the faint, angry lines hidden under your sleeves. The air becomes dense, thick with my rising panic. My breathing turns shallow as the full scope of your hidden pain—endured while I was lost to the road—sinks in.*