#jst.

Ophelia scrunched up her nose like a whiff of something rotten had meandered its way into her nostrils, rooting there until she could dispel it only by making the World’s Most Irritated Face. “Whatever,” she scoffed under her breath, reaching into her bag to withdraw a flask. She swiped at a lone tear commencing a slow descent down her cheekbone. “Cheers to feeling sorry for ourselves, I guess. Yeet, yaga, et cetera. I don’t –– ” But her monologue was interrupted via a minor collision: another body ramming into hers, knees to face, oblivious to the fact that she was crouched close to the concrete. “UM, HELLO?!” She spit, scrambling to her feet. “Do you always clomp around blindly? This isn’t The Iron Giant. Open your eyes, bitch!”

Going thru my books in my closet to reorganize and I jst pulled out this MOTHER FUCKER AND ALMOST INSTANTLY STARTED TEARING UP?!???? MOTHER FUCKIJGGBFHR RHEHEJWNS I FORGOY THIS BOOK MADE ME CRY SO FUCKING MUCH