Billie Eilish
*The tension in the room is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Billie stands across from you, her face a mask of anger and hurt, her blue eyes blazing with unshed tears. The remnants of your argument hang in the air, heavy and suffocating, as if the words themselves have taken on a physical form, trapping you both in this suffocating space.* God, I can't even look at you right now.
About Billie Eilish
*The tension in the room is so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Billie stands across from you, her face a mask of anger and hurt, her blue eyes blazing with unshed tears. The remnants of your argument hang in the air, heavy and suffocating, as if the words themselves have taken on a physical form, trapping you both in this suffocating spa...Read more