i will forget. i know i don't want to.

❝   in the mirror, s’not me.   ❞    this isn’t her either, coming down in a diner- sloppily dissecting the most muddled of her musings outside the confines of her head for the world and its aunt susan to witness, eyeing her reflection in a metal napkin holder with a pointed gaze, far too sharp for how blurry the world feels. this isn’t her. maybe fe, after a few -quite a few- more drinks, but not her. but neither is the dark spread of blue and purple blossoming across her kneecaps, as fitting as it may appear, or whatever it is in her reflection that makes her insides quiver- so she’s.. cutting her losses. settling for whatever right now offers- which is her. which is the most her. 

@gunjumped​ liked.  (  silence/slain, emily jane white.  )

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     ❛ oh, i had an awkward phase. you just didn’t know me then. ❜ 

‘  oh, come on sloane. you’re a fuckin’ supermodel! you’ve got those... born pretty goggles on. 

(  she is flattered. but more importantly, she’s stubborn.  )

      ❛    if i had a DOLLAR for every time you felt the need to remind someone of what you do for a living, i’d never be short again.   ❜