Status Updates From Scarred Regrets

Anyone who thought love healed all wounds had never experienced real pain.

“You’re so beautiful exactly as you are,” he said, stepping closer until his finger touched the seam of my lips gently. “Don’t make me clip your wings.”

серьезно??

главный герой ведет себя как последний мудак и мне грустно из-за этого!
не бросаю книгу, потому что интересно и я верю что его поведение поменяется…

Apart, we were two broken people who struggled with our own problems.
Together? We were downright fucking toxic.

“Me?” she asked, touching dirty fingers to the shiny green butterfly that seemed far too pretty for people like us.
But every little girl deserved something pretty, even if she lived an ugly life.

Adults could be cruel. They could hurt and maim and violate, but the laughter of kids who judged me for everything I didn’t know was another kind of torment. I’d save myself from the pain.

genuinely reading pure and utter khara

“I wonder if there will ever come a day when you don’t break my heart. You may not have one, but I promise you, I do,” she said, as tears stung her eyes. “You didn’t hurt me beyond what happens with rough sex, but if you leave again after fucking me like that? Then you’ve just made me into your whore.”
“I’m pretty sure you did that all on your own,”
i actually can’t stand his loser ass

“Did I make you swoon?” I asked.
“More like vomit,” she snapped, twisting her body as she tried to get free.
“Settle,”

My father’s echoed in my head, a constant nagging as I closed my eyes and let that nothingness swallow me whole again.
I was wrong.
I was damaged.
And I always would be.

I’d save myself from the pain.
I had enough of that in my life as it was.

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