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jj updated her see me board on pinterest 20 hours ago....she loves to play in our face LOLL

i miss jj bro

bro prime see me era / reclaim me era was so perfect 

Original version of the chapter 
          
          DONT OPEN IF U DONT WANT SPOILERSSSS
          
          https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZJ7cixk_e7001g7vfMB6ExPESGmwxiyD

Here’s the escape me chapter DONT READ IF U DONT WANT SPOILERSSSSS
          Keep in mind this was roughly translated from Portuguese and a lot of it kindaaaa doesn’t make sense so I’ll try linking the original one later once I find it and try translating it urselfs :D
          
          https://www.reddit.com/r/shatterme/comments/1w8u52g/escape_me_new_chapter_in_english/

there’s a new escape me chapter from brazil (???) it’s on reddit if u guys wanna read it
          
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          WE FINALLY GET SOME SONYA AND SARAH RECOGNITION AAHHHHH THE GIRLS ARE BACK

Guys give me ur Ivan and Jett theories IM SO MAD WE ARE NEVER GONNA SEE WHERE IT GOES

listened to cherry today and “does he take you walking round his parents gallery” literally columbia prime jetlas i’m sickkk please i can’t let myself think about it then anymore </3

Ivan's eyes narrowed. "What?" "It's too much," I told him. "Everything. Just—just one, okay?" He gave me a look, all skeptical and cautious and far too knowing. "You just got out of the hospital, Jett. Your system's already got enough going on—" "It's none of your business," I snapped, jaw tight. "Just give it to me." He didn't flinch, but he didn't move either. "I think you could give it a rest for the day." I let out a bitter laugh, the sound ugly and sharp. "Give it a rest?" I echoed, voice climbing. "You think I can just rest? Ivan, I can't rest. My head won't stop. My chest feels like there's something trapped in it, and I can't even breathe without thinking about how she's just gone. I don't want to sleep because every time I do, I wake up hoping this was just a nightmare and it wasn't. I don't want to feel right now—I just want it to stop."
          
          
          My hands shook now. I held them out slightly, staring at my palms. "Why can't I feel anything? Not anger. Not fear. Not even pain. Not in the way I should. I can feel everyone else—I always can. But I can't find myself right now. It's like... I'm not even here." My voice cracked then, and the panic surged up too fast. My breath caught in my throat, uneven and jagged. "Why can't I feel anything?" Ivan reached for me. I didn't pull away. His hands closed gently around my forearms, grounding me. "Hey— breathe, okay?" His voice was low, steady. "Just breathe." "I can't," I gasped, shaking my head. My chest was tight. "I can't—" "You can," he said firmly. "You can. Right now. In and out. Just try." I tried. I really did. But it felt like trying to suck air through a straw that was too narrow. "Jett, listen to me." His grip tightened just enough to make me focus. "If you calm down—if you breathe—I'll do what you want. I promise. Just... try."
          
          Ok ik were supposed too super hate Ivan but doesn't this REALLY feel like a set up.for a redemption arc?

She's standing near the edge of the school playfield, tucked into a little circle of friends, laughing at something one of them said. Her head tipped back, shoulders bouncing like it was the funniest thing she's heard all week. And she looks—God. She looks like one of her paintings.
          
          
          
          I MISSED THEM SM I CANT MY HEARTTTTT life IS worth living I love yall for giving me this❤️❤️❤️❤️