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@tearsandfairydust
my body is so tired of fighting to stay afloat that I think i’m just ready to drown and see what happens after I resurface.
the things i’ve done to feel loved.
I feel absolutely dead inside
Pip looked back, over her shoulder, through the trees. Ravi was on his knees in the leaves, face hidden, bawling into his hands. It hurt more than anything, to see him that way, and her chest opened up, reaching out to him, trying to drive her back.
Hold him, take the hurt away and let him take hers.
-A good girls guide to murder
I'm not sure I'm the good girl I once thought I was.
I've lost her along the way.
-A Good Girl's Guide to Murder
"Pip wished she was strong enough, but she'd learned that she Wasn't invincible; she too could break"
- A Good Girl's Guide to Murder
"But sometimes remembering isn't for yourself, sometimes you do it just to make someone else smile.
Those lies were allowed."
- A good girls guide to murder
He smiled, put his hands on the back of her neck, fingers in her hair, and leaned in to press his forehead against hers. He'd told her before that he did it to take away half her sadness, half her headache, half her nerves as she'd got on the train to Cambridge for her interview. Because half less of a bad thing meant there was room for half good.
-A good girls guide to murder
i’ve been going through one of the hardest things and i’ve never felt more alone.
no wonder i’ve been getting accused more lately 🤣
why freak out when I can just give up?
actively choosing to not respond to me is definitely a choice 🙂
honestly wtf is wrong w me LMAO??? they clearly don’t give a fuck so I really just need to fucking quit it. I need to lock in on me and my friends and my future and stop fucking giving a fuck about someone who doesn’t give a fuck about me. punto.
bc for once I wanted to see your number pop up on my phone without me having to reach out first.