i can’t decide who it is i’m more frightened of— you, or the person i’ve let myself become since knowing you. that little girl used to wake up at dawn because she saw each day as an adventure awaiting her? the little girl who used to chase invisible faeries around the garden with her grass-stained feet? the little girl who saw magic in mundane things like mismatched teaspoons & broken clocks? she’s so far gone, i don’t think she’ll ever be able to claw her way back to me. - monster-girl.
