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i’m sorry, i’m not sure i know what you mean.

siri, how do you know when time is up on your relationship?

i’m sorry, i’m not sure—

what do i do if he’s hurting me?

what do i do if he’s manipulating me?

what does gaslighting mean?

how do you know?

retrieving results for “characteristics of abusive relationships”

siri, how do i get out?

siri, how does it end?

siri, when will this stop hurting?

i’m sorry, i don’t know how to answer that.

… me neither.

—hey siri

the other girls

and me,

we are all just

girls

you broke.

there’s a sort of

solidarity in that,

isn’t there?

so we aren’t

enemies,

like i’m sure

you wanted

us to be.

no,

we’re yours.

—and we will make you pay

how could you tell a girl

that i told you

you couldn’t leave me

for another

when i didn’t even know

another

existed?

—plot holes

things that remind me of you #4

secrets / star gazing / can’t take my eyes off of you / long car rides / faulty internet connections / kik messenger / panic attacks / not knowing if i’m remembering something even though the texts are right in front of me / letting you lie / letting you lie again and again and again / backseats of cars / church parking lots / loving somebody too much / knowing it’s too much but not taking anything back for myself

/ wondering when it will stop hurting /

/ all this fucking hurting /

/ everything /

/ i just see you /

/ in everything /

i wish i could burn you. every page of my story that you’re on. i wish i could set fire to all that we were and watch it crumble to ash. at least then, you wouldn’t be around to haunt me. or would you? would the smoke swirl in my lungs and clog my throat? would the flames burn my fingertips and scorch the sleeves of my shirt? i’m not sure i know the answer anymore, because the more and more i try to light a flame to us, the more and more seared into my memory you seem to become.

—branding

i know i promised it in the last book, and the book before that, but:

i’m going to put you down after this.

i swear i’m going to put you down.

—i’m sorry i can’t keep this promise