J Bree

I can live with being hated. I hate myself enough to know just how easy it is to loathe me

r. “I think that if you hadn’t run away like a selfish, manipulative, childish little girl, we would’ve given you the world.

There wasn’t a thing on this Earth you could’ve asked for that we would’ve refused you, but now you’re facing the consequences of your actions for what I’m sure is the first time in your life.

Can you soften her muscles here a little? I won't be able to get it in if you don't."

My vision starts to white out, I'm definitely hyperventilating.