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“Those baby-brown eyes..”

“Fuck that. The second they hand me a diploma, I have no intention of seeing any of these assholes again. Aside from Storm.
And maybe Lennon.”

“Lennon isn’t the only one who’s been watching a person they’ve never spoken to over the years. Only unlike her motives, mine are strictly business.”

“And find a way for Lennon to tutor me without discovering one of my biggest secrets.”

Huhhh????? I wanna know them alll nowww i can’t wait 🥲

Irritation simmers in the pit of my stomach, and I storm out after him. I’m tired of people mistaking my kindness for weakness. Tired of assholes thinking they can just walk all over me because I don’t look like an Instagram model or wear a size two. Tired of accepting shitty behavior that I don’t deserve.

You go girl! 🫡

Lennon🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ I love her already 😝

Happy in our happiness. And that’s what good friends and families do. They pick you up and pull you out of the mud of your own mistakes. And when you’re not the best version of yourself? Well, they’re still there, waiting, because we’re all fucking human.

-🥹

“She said only true love would get rid of the curse. And it will have to be requited. And real. And for life. Most of all, she said it couldn’t be just any girl. It needed to be a girl who can become a Scully, like us. But I was five, and dumb, and on pain meds, so what I heard was ‘Skull Eyes.’”
“Every time you called me that, you really called me the love of your life?” she asks quietly. I smile.

Daria is there. She is wearing a purple dress that makes her look like some kind of.. I don’t know, fairy or some shit. So pretty I can’t blink because I’m afraid she’s not even real. She is staring right back at me, throwing me a bone. A timid, unsure smile. I want my mouth to break into a shit-eating grin, but my brain has officially disconnected from the rest of my body, and I can’t function.

Love is a battlefield
And I think I fucking died (last entry)
-Penn

What???? Was i reading his entries this whole time at the beginning of every chapter??? 🥺🫂

He wrote everything he went through from the moment they met again after four years until they broke up and he sent the journal to herrr 😭 her favourite poem from his journal was:

You’re tearing confessions from my mouth
Reactions from my flesh
Fights from my fists
Blood from my heart
With your eyes alone
Sometimes I want to break the wall I built between us Let you in
And watch you destroy me

He is literally making sheets! He’s taking notes on when she calls her parents and is making sheets to figure out the time zone! to figure out where she lives now! 😭 no one is telling him where she is and he’s losing it. He never had insta acc so he made one just to look at her pictures. (Old pics since she stopped using that acc)

Life just seems to have an aftertaste of nothing when Daria is not around, and whoever said time heals was given LSD or something. Because it wasn’t time that healed them. The more time that passes, the more I want to rip my own fucking skin from my body and let my heart pack a suitcase and go looking for her.

-💔

“You’re about as lively as a puppy that’s been run over by every truck in the state. At least try to pretend that you’re here.”
“I’m here, sir.”
“But you’re not present. And stop calling me sir. You’re like a son to me.”
“I wish you’d stop saying that, sir, since I feel very strongly about your daughter and not in a sisterly way.”

When he woke up and didn’t find her he punched the wall so many times until his fingers broke 🥺☹️

“I’m feeling like every breath is a fucking nail jammed straight into my lungs. If this is what love feels like, it’s complete bullshit. I want my money back because Shakespeare was right all along. True love truly sucks ass.”

“I’m staying the night,” he tells me, hugging me close to his chest. Our hearts are beating in unison.
“My dad really is going to kill you.” I chuckle. “Come on. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Promise?” he asks.
“Promise,” I lie. 😭😭

Don’t leave him!!😭😭😭 ur so cruel!!

“So, are you? Going to stay, Daria? Fight or flight?” Fight.
Always fight.
That was what I told him the last time we asked, but there’s an ocean between that Daria and the one I am today.

😔

“… But until then, I will be miserable. Naturally, I thought it to be bullshit. But then weird things started happening to me every time I didn’t wear the holed shirt. One time, I almost got run over. The other, the money I stole from my mom mysteriously disappeared from my pocket. A dog bit me, my bikes got stolen…so I started cutting holes in all my shirts as a safety measure. I had no choice…”

“…I ended up falling and my shirt got caught on a branch, and a huge hole opened right where my heart is. My dad’s mom, went berserk. She believes in curses and spells. She said I was an unruly boy, and casted a spell on me. She said my heart will be broken until I find the one. That I’m going to walk around with holes in my shirts to symbolize what I don’t have until I experience true love…”

“The truth about the holes in my shirts is as follows: My last recollection of Stan, my dad, was when he left us. I was five, and I’d been climbing on the tree in our backyard, trying to create a makeshift treehouse. I was fucking obsessed with treehouses. And forts. And sand castles. Looking back, I probably just wanted a real home, something I didn’t have. My dad refused to help me build one… 🥺

Loving you is like listening to a song for the first time snd somehow knowing all the lyrics.
-Penn

All I know is that I’ve never been more sure of anything my entire life as I am sure of this—I’m not bringing Daria down, with or without her blessing.
-Penn🥺

His coach: “You think she’s gonna stick around after the jock glory wears off? When y’all go to college? You think she’s worth your future? Your team’s future? My future?”

Penn: Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. And yes.

He’s trying to lose the football game on purpose because the other team is threatening him using Daria😭 his future depends on this game. If he lost it he will lose his chances to go to college but he’s protecting her anyway 🥺 so she stood up and screamed “Penn Scully, if you’re half the man I know you are, you will show up on this field!” 🥹

Falling in love is similar to déjà vu
It’s finding a home in a stranger
When I met you four and a half years ago, I saw who you were…
I just had to figure out who I was…
So I gave you something to make sure I could seek you out again…
And that maybe, you’ll fall in love with whoever I was, too.
-Daria

Heavy is the fist that belongs to a father who just learned his precious daughter has been mentally abused since age fourteen by her school principal. Heavier is the fist of a man who learned about it after his daughter has been through hell and back this year. I’m a take-no-prisoners type of man. When I aim—it’s for the kill.
-Jaime🫡

“Gabe losing his job is not enough for me. Not by a long shot. I want him to lose everything else, too, including his ability to sit down for the next couple of years.”
-Jaime (her father)

Yall her father, uncle’s, mom and Penn all went to that bastared school principal to make him pay for hurting her. 🫡She has an amazing family that loves her so much but she can’t see it yet.

Daria stands up and escorts me out. So this is what it feels like to die. Cool. Good to know.

☹️🥺

I want to punch myself in the face for being the smug bastard who assumed he’d just walk out of this shit unscathed.
“I love you, Daria Followhill..”
“It’s too late.”
Rushing toward her, I fall to my knees. “Skull Eyes?”
“Don’t lose the game. You shouldn’t deprive yourself and your teammates of this win.”
“Fuck the game.. I love you.”
“If this is how you love. Then I don’t want it.”

“I’m sorry… I was my sister’s keeper for so long, I never once wondered if she was worth keeping.”

She still won’t look at me. Tears roll down her cheeks. I suck at this. I don’t know much about girls. I know even less about girls I like. And apparently, I know next to nothing about girls I love.

(The “girls” are his sister and Daria 🧐)

My heart is staggering like the drunken town fool right out of the brothel and into the arms of the Disney princess that are no longer stretched open. And I’m stupid because I let her go, but maybe I’m smart, too, because I realized my mistake. I just hope it’s not too late.
-Penn