Only Mostly Devastated

by Sophie Gonzales

“Guy,” I said finally. Weirdly, it was hard to make my mouth form the word. After all these years being comfortable and confident in myself back home, I felt fourteen again. And I did not appreciate it.

FELT THAT

It was hard to tell which of us was the deer, and which was the headlight.

LOVE this line

That was the point. He didn’t care enough. Because he didn’t love me then. And he didn’t love me now.

Oh my god pull yourself together it is not that deep