“I wanna be defined by the things that I love, not the things that I hate.” (Marley & Gracie?)
“I wanna be defined by the things that I love, not the things I hate,” Marley said with a loud sigh as she flopped down onto her couch next to Gracie, clutching her glass of wine closer to her body. “And right now I hate everything...I’m so over everyone and everything telling me how wrong I am...I’m tired of Ryder telling everyone I suck so much right now...” she muttered with a pathetic pout. She knew somewhere deep down she was being unfair but the white wine in her system said she was being completely reasonable










