far from you, by tess sharpe
she’s the first thing i think of when i wake up, the last thing i think of when i go to sleep, and the only thing i think about in between.
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far from you, by tess sharpe
she’s the first thing i think of when i wake up, the last thing i think of when i go to sleep, and the only thing i think about in between.
Books I read in 2017: Far from You by Tess Sharpe
“It was Mina this whole time, wasn’t it?" I give him the only thing I can: the cold, hard truth. The one that’ll rewrite every memory he has - of him and me, her and me, the two of them, all three of us: "It’ll always be Mina.”
Read in 2017 » Far From You by Tess Sharpe
“It was Mina this whole time, wasn’t it?” I give him the only thing I can: the cold, hard truth. The one that’ll rewrite every memory he has —of him and me, her and me, the two of them, all three of us: “It’ll always be Mina.”
“We walk into the rest of our lives together, not knowing it'll end before it's truly started.” Far From You, Tess Sharpe
books i read in 2017: far from you by tess sharpe
and we are Just Fine, Thank You. reckless girls dancing down dirt roads, waiting to be saved from ourselves.
yalit meme: [9/10] books or series - far from you
“She was in love with you,” he says. “And I don’t think she got to tell you, did she?” My heart lurches, seizes inside my chest, fluttering to life at the words I’ve always wanted to hear. I shake my head. Tears spill down my cheeks. “She loved you. She wanted to be with you. That’s why she told me about herself. She said she’d made her choice. It was you. I think it was always you.”
it’s a complicated mess of wants and needs, boys and girls: soft, rough, and everything in between, an ever-shifting precipice from which to fall. far from you by tess sharpe.
“It was Mina this whole time, wasn’t it?“ I give him the only thing I can: the cold, hard truth. The one that’ll rewrite every memory he has - of him and me, her and me, the two of them, all three of us: "It’ll always be Mina.”