killinmegood

Whos reading Sweet Venom?
          
          Me! ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)

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          “She’s fine,” I said, even though… yeah. She didn’t look fine.
          
          “Right,” Gibsie deadpanned. “And I’m the president of Ireland.”
          I faced forward, but he kept staring at me like he was waiting for me to crack open like an egg.
          
          “Stop looking at me,” I muttered.
          
          “Can’t,” Gibsie said, voice annoyingly delighted. “It’s like watching a man stare at a car crash. Horrible. Tragic.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “But he just. keeps. Staring.” Then, because he couldn’t help himself, he nudged my shoulder. “Look, lad… whatever that look on your face is? Wipe it off before we get to Dublin. Coach sees it, he’ll think you’re constipated.”
          

Just finished The Silent Wife and OMG??? The book finished me instead. Plot twist slapped me across the face

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          “Saint,” Gibsie coughed into his hand as he passed him. Pierce gave a half-laugh like he agreed.
          
          I kept my arms folded tight, nails biting into my sleeves. I know exactly what they say about us. I always knew.
          
          Me and Pierce, the messy pair. The bitch and the boy who puts up with it. That he’s done nothing but tolerate the mad girl who can’t control herself.
          
          They can think anything they wanted. They can make jokes.
          
          It wouldn’t make sense to anyone who didn’t live inside my head.
          
          To them it looked like drama.
          
          Not the thing that rotted your insides. Not the thing that made you end a relationship you were still dying for.
          
          The truth is that night is burned into me in ways I don’t understand, in ways I still can’t name out loud. Too fogged to even know how. Slippery when I reach for it.
          
          But the broken girls don’t get gentle boys.

Been reading Klaroline fanfic lately. My one ship that never sailed. But my delusion? Titanic-sized.
          

your bio has me cracking up oh my god

Please recommend me books with misunderstood FMCs. I need girls who act villain-coded but are actually just tired, traumatised, and in desperate need of a sandwich and a hug. Or FMCs who look unbothered but are actually one emotional papercut away from feral screaming