Opiaware
@Opiaware
27 okur puanı
Şubat 2021 tarihinde katıldı
I watched my friends in relationships make compromise after compromise, shrinking into themselves until they were nothing but a piece of a whole, until all their stories came from the past, and their career aspirations, their friends, and their apartments were replaced by our aspirations, our friends, our apartment. Half lives that could be taken from them without any warning.
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🔎 Polisiye
💕 Romantik
🚀 Bilim Kurgu
🏰 Fantastik
📖 Klasik
🧠 Kişisel Gelişim
🏛️ Tarih
😱 Gerilim
There is a spot in my foot I can’t feel. I stepped on a piece of glass and the nerves there are dead now. The doctor said they’d grow back, but it’s been years and that place is still numb.
That was how my heart had felt for years. Like all the cracks callused over.
I’m not ashamed of my upbringing, but the more you tell a person about yourself, the more power you hand over.
“Stephens,” he says, tone dry once more, “if you’re the villain in someone else’s love story, then I’m the devil.”
I’ve always considered myself an introvert, but the truth is I’m used to having people on all sides of me. You adapt to living life with a constant audience. It becomes comforting.