“No one will see us leaving,” he whispers. Her heart beats faster, blood rushing to pink her cheeks; Lily lowers her head, in time to see their cat rubbing against her invisible legs. “Except for Pawsy,” he adds fondly.
when you guys see this post getting reposted for the 3948734987th time just remember: i'm op, me and a buddy did this at work while bored, it's real and afterwards my buddy threw pennies at the motherboard until it shorted something and stopped turning on
PSA to fan creators who don't have a lot of regular contact with children: They are almost always bigger than you think. A 1-year-old baby may already be walking. A toddler is likely already hip-high. A 10-year-old may already be taller than at least one of their parents. A 14/15 year old may already have reached their adult height.
My children. My screams. I could not save you, little ones. Such pain. And yet, still, still I am not brave enough to die, to let go of this wretched life. I will endure, but no more babies. I cannot, will not, suffer such heartbreak again. From now on, it's me against the world.
I am loving the hunger games renaissance but I'm always slightly surprised to see people using 'everlark' as the katniss/peeta ship name bc i was in the trenches when jennifer and josh were pushing the 'peenis' agenda afshdlsjk