I fall short. Everyone does. But it was never my job to reach higher than you did.

the lipstick on your teeth is a bright and tangy red, and for a moment it tastes like blood -- salted, vibrant rust. there is a rush in your ears that is heady with memory and the thought that your mouth is a graveyard, your teeth stained with the epitaphs of all the words you've crushed between them. your grandmother tells you not to dress like a boy and you wonder when your idea of androgyny became synonymous with masculine; your skirt is bright, bright, but your friends have stolen their eyes from vultures and you realize that pleasing anyone but yourself is impossible. you stop filing your nails because his back looks that much better carrying those bright red marks. the bathroom stall calls you a whore. the boy calls you baby, sweetheart, babe. when did your name become such an effort? the metal in your mouth is a reminder to open up instead of biting down and you make love to a girl with a forked tongue because you've always needed someone to show you how lovely it is to be dark, and dangerous, and wild. there is blood between your teeth and a bullet on your tongue and the knife on your thigh is cold, cold; there's a shark in your stomach and your lungs are filled with flames and this is the first time you've ever felt at home.

Has anyone actually thought of how Kate would react if she'd gotten pregnant with Derek's baby? The anguish, the turmoil, the heartbreak? Because that baby would be family. Family is the most important thing to Kate Argent. Blood ties are absolute. And even as she felt it growing inside her she would love her baby, because it would be hers, and it would be family. Especially if it was a daughter? That baby would've been a legacy. Her pride and joy -- Allison would have a baby cousin. Can you imagine how she would've loved that vision, of Allison playing with her growing little girl? 

characterdevelopmentwrites replied to your post:So I met a girl who's bi, loves teen wolf, and is cute as fuck. IM DYING.

Latin@s get mocked daily in America for using Spanish. Whoever it was had every right to call you appropriative when you're using Spanish words to be cute, and no one cares, but Latin@s in America put up with so much shit for their use of their native language.

omg tell me if u find that romance novel on amazon because i want to read reviews. maybe they'll tell us about the peanut