vomitingwords:

“There are a lot of people who read me, but understand me differently.” she stared at him, her eyes sad but she’s smiling. She looked far ahead, then she continued, “And I couldn’t make all of them see me, the way I always wanted to be. But…you see, I already made myself believe, that’s totally fine. I guess, that’s just real life.” there’s a long second of silence before she finally uttered, “I thought that maybe, even though I couldn’t accept it, it’s perfectly okay to know that including you, I’m just not everyone’s favorite kind of book.”

would you keep me if i was her? // ma.c.a

vomitingwords:

I am slowly learning how to stop fighting for things and people that weren’t meant for me.

patiently // ma.c.a

undo-my-scars:

Xx

mobian-fr:

mobian-fr:

what is “lore”