catriona
@marchand
c2 seviye reading slump
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Ters köşeleri seviyorsan, seni sonuna kadar merakta bırakacak 3 kitap önerisini keşfetmeye hazır ol!
"because i love you. i want to see you happy. i think you pick toxic men because it's what you think you deserve. and then you chase them off, or they prove they're exactly what you think they are, and they leave you, and you think you deserve that too. you don't. you are very worth loving and sticking around for."
wheteher she knew it or not, i was in. and once i was in, that was it. i'd do anything for people i cared about—and i cared about her.
probably more than i should.
we lowered the bucket. a few minutes later, we had more desserts than we could eat in a year, and seth's guests were leaving. once the bus was loaded, the driver came over.
seth crossed his arms. "marco."
"hey, man. sorry, i had to bring them."
"did you, though?"
"they were worried about you. we all are. bro, you don't have stairs. we started a gofundme."
"we should bring some plants out here," seth said.
"yours. you don't want mine, trust me," i said, putting my straw in my mouth.
"hoe do you know? show me."
"you want to see my balcony of death?"
"it's that bad, huh?"
two minutes later, we were out there.
"it actually is that bad," he said, looking around in wonder.
"i told you."
he crouched to examine a succulent. "maybe this coulf be—oops. nope that's dead." he pivoted to look at me. "thank you for inviting me to your rotunda of root rot and sadness. i think the razor wire on the railing reallu pulls it all together."
i laughed. "so you have no advice for me then?"
"i do. don't buy any more plants."