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The real you—whoever she is—will get what she wants in the end
Tasnimee Makkiihar citeretfor 4 måneder siden
keeping my gaze trained on my feet, like I was eight years old again and embarrassed to exist.
Tasnimee Makkiihar citeretfor 5 måneder siden
Of course. Father-daughter time, that mysterious thing.
Tasnimee Makkiihar citeretfor 5 måneder siden
When I was younger, I would’ve given anything to have a conversation with him, have him take interest in me. But by now, through all our ups and downs, it just felt wrong, like an imposter living inside my dad’s skin.
Ian Romel Mendozahar citeretfor 7 måneder siden
The words cleaved me in half. Mrs. Rush, my favorite teacher—the one I felt surely saw me, recognized I was special—couldn’t remember I existed.
Ian Romel Mendozahar citeretfor 7 måneder siden
Your body has a knowing. Like an antenna, attuned to tremors in the air, or a dowsing rod, tracing things so deeply buried you have no language for them yet.
lapujullhar citeretsidste år
You are formally invited
lapujullhar citeretsidste år
The moment I pulled it out, my hands began to tremble
Lucy E. Cosmehar citeretfor 3 år siden
I like your dreams better than mine.”
Lucy E. Cosmehar citeretfor 3 år siden
That was the way life worked, a lesson he’d taught me himself: Wanting is dangerous. The less you want, the safer you’ll be