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She was the woman, and the athlete, I wanted to be—not when I grew up, but as soon as possible.
His love for me hadn’t been motivation enough to reach his full potential. His hatred, though? That made him capable of anything.
men stay being shit
“What happened to you?”
not the who did this to you trope
He looked at me like he’d been wandering in the dark for years, and I was the sunrise.
Heath carries Katarina off the ice. She’s barely lucid, her head lolling against his shoulder, but she clings to his jacket lapel.
so like what if i cry rn
So say what you want about me. Call me a bitch, a cheater, a loser, a whore. I may not have an Olympic gold medal, but I have something better: a life where I spend every day with my favorite people in the world, doing exactly what I love. If that’s not winning, I don’t know what is.
