She was becoming my addiction, and there was no Narcan for falling for my fake wife.
it’s 3am.
sobbing, crying, weeping, shedding tears, wailing, bawling, sniveling, grieving, mourning, miserable, vomiting, squeamish, nauseous, queasy, repulsed, manic, insane, frenzied, demented, deranged, psychotic, rabid, crazed, delirious, erratic, idiotic, maniacal, unhinged. just a few emotions going on rn
pardon my french- IM NOT FUCKING OKAY IM NOT AND I WONT BE???:?:?:?:?:? DR SPENCER REID YOU CAN REST IN PEACE NOW JUSTICE HAS BEEN SERVED TO YOU THANK YOU MISS SHARP FOR WRITING THIS MASTERPIECE OF A BOOK THANK YOU THANK YOU. YOU NAILED IT. FUCKING NAILED IT FROM ALL THE REFERENCES AND THE ICONIC LINES AND THE LITTLE TINY THINGS ONLY HE DOES OHMYGODSMDJENXJE *rips hair out*
”Achilles had his heel. Samson had his hair. Superman had kryptonite. And I… I had Sydney.”(I do not lie when I say I stared at a wall and cried for five minutes after this)
“But Sydney… Sydney was like my own personal Rosetta Stone. She was both a question and the answer. The unknown and the tree of knowledge. A relative stranger… and my wife.”
“I stared at my hands on the wheel. I always drove with two hands. Ten and two. It was the safest way to drive, and I always did what was safest. Until now. Until now, when the most dangerous thing I could do was not hold on to her. I peeled my right hand from the wheel, using my left to steer as I took her hand in mine. Her fingers were cold, so I squeezed them tight.” my crying can solve the water shortage going on in canada rn
That was why I couldn’t get enough of her—because she humbled me. Because being with her made me feel like I had so much to learn—so much more to grow. To experience. Being with her made me feel like I had so much more to live. THIS IS WHAT MADE ME DIE. NO EXPLANATION NEEDED.
I DIEDDDDDDD DEAD SIX FEET UNDER THE GROUND. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GO OUT TO THE WORLD AND TALK TO MEN RIGHT NOW?/?:?:?:?: HOW I DONT WANT ANY MAN WHO ISNT THIS EXACT BREED OF MAN. I WOULD LIST EVERY SINGLE THING THIS MAN DID BUT THE WORD LIMIT WOULDN’T LET ME. NO MA’AM THANK YOU FOR RUINING MY STANDARDS THANK YOU ILY IM GOING TO GO BACK TO CRYING NOW AND REWATCH CRIMINAL MINDS FOR THE 10TH TIME. THIS WAS PERFECTION. PERFECT I LOVED SYD AND RANGER LIKE?:?/?::?:?:??::??:: FUCKING PERFECTION I CANT LIKENEBDBENZJEJE EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED NEVER A DULL MOMENT THIS SHIT BREATHED LIFE INTO ME AGAIN AND MADE ME REALIZE WHY IM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC TILL THE DAY I DIE...more
“LaRynn,” he coos into my neck. “You really don’t know how crazy you still make me, do you?”
“I wanted you to know that I see you, too,” I say. “That“LaRynn,” he coos into my neck. “You really don’t know how crazy you still make me, do you?”
“I wanted you to know that I see you, too,” I say. “That I’ll always see you, or at least keep finding you. Even when a kid comes around. Finding you over and over again is going to be my favorite part of life, Deacon.”
“I also think it just feels like magic when someone understands you, when someone sees you and speaks your language, literally and figuratively.”
my comfort characters always
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“LaRynn,” he coos into my neck. “You really don’t know how crazy you still make me, do you?”
“I wanted you to know that I see you, too,” I say. “That I’ll always see you, or at least keep finding you. Even when a kid comes around. Finding you over and over again is going to be my favorite part of life, Deacon.”
“I also think it just feels like magic when someone understands you, when someone sees you and speaks your language, literally and figuratively.”
pretend I wrote a really enlightening interesting review that will convince you to read this masterpiece and not just me thirsting over dilf theo, ranpretend I wrote a really enlightening interesting review that will convince you to read this masterpiece and not just me thirsting over dilf theo, ranting how my ovaries are nonexistent after finishing and how perfect wintertheo are okay?...more
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