Read in 2023:

There are hurts. I feel them all over, like stab wounds: the distance that we both allowed to settle in, ruining what should have been the happiest year of our lives. The ring that makes me feel like a fraud because it’s so huge. As ridiculous as it might sound, in my mind he gave me such a big diamond as a way of saying I love you THIS much!; but how could he have loved me THAT much when we still didn’t completely know each other? When we’d never argued before and didn’t live together and it was such smooth sailing. Way too good to be true.

ANTHONY & HYACINTH BRIDGERTON ↳ requested by anonymous 🐝

BONUS:

.. because we never did get to see that red dress 👀🌹

T H E G R E E N B O N E S A G A

the poppy war, by r.f. kuang

when man begins to think that he is responsible for writing the script of the world, he forgets the forces that dream up our reality.

If the Keju had taught her anything, it was that pain was the price for success.