surrounded by strangers who love me (un)strangers made strange by pain
I wanted to stay this way forever. Which, it turns out, was exactly five more minutes.
I wish I could print up a sign and tape it on my forehead. I OFFICIALLY DO NOT WANT TO KISS ETHAN WATE. NOW PLEASE LET ME BE FRIENDS WITH HIM.
the missing piece my breath my heart my memory me the other half the missing half
There was a curse. There was a girl. And in the end, there was a grave. I never even saw it coming.
I wanted to find a place to hide from all of it, where the nightmares and the rivers and reality couldn't find me. For me, that place was always inside a book.