Still Breathing In Nightmares

Still Breathing In Nightmares

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She was the girl who never Put her body on display. Her hair was always messy. Her lips sealed shut. He was the guy who laughed loudly at the front of the class. His hair fell perfectly on his sculpted face. His humor being rude and sarcastic. Now. This is not a love story. You'd expect them to be polar opposites. But the fresh cuts on both their wrists forbid me to assume that. TW: Toxic, Death, Gaslight, Self Harm, Eating Disorder, Violence, Smoking/Drinking/Drugs, Suicide
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2015 rolled in with a bang, and it did not have the grace to gift me with a social life that everyone in a one hundred year radius would be jealous of or that is even just the talk of the town. Instead I got myself into a complicated relationship which wasn't much talked about, a relationship that I didn't get into is talked about all the time and university is around the figurative corner. That is where you can factor in people I suppose I should call 'fans', the fascination that comes in with cutlery, pots, pans and other formerly boring things. But let us not forget that my parents are finally getting married and Mum can't shop for lace without me wanting to kill her, add in a dose of sleepless nights, invigorating kisses - which have nothing to do with the sleepless nights and a lot to do with nightmares - Harriet not knowing the meaning of the words "you're done" and Ice Ice Baby is still a thing. We're all growing up (except Dad who will still make inappropriate jokes at every inappropriate moment, some to do with what cannot be done when you're wearing a plaster cast) and holidays are being planned though some are less holiday and more a mad dash to find somewhere to live out in the big wide world without our parents. Life might be moving on, but I still go to McDonald's late at night with my friends. Some things at least don't change. Sequel to: Falling Fast Complete

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