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“But someday he could’ve changed,” Ian supplies quietly. His hand in Mickey’s hair tightens. “Maybe he would’ve shown up one day and loved you enough to not hurt you.”
I was not free
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Like, I’m supposed to tell him about shit, but some shit’s gonna hurt him, right? So how do I find the line?”

Nope,” Mickey says. “If God’s real, I think he’s got a lot of fucking explaining to do.”
I need peace
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They sit silently for a minute, Sana looking more and more irritated as the seconds pass. Finally, she huffs out a sigh. “I can’t just not ask her.“

“She won’t tell you anything if you do,” Isak says. “It’s only going to make it worse, she’s not going to talk to you about anything important if you try to make her. That’s not how it works.”

“Why not?” Sana asks.

“Because it’s fucking embarrassing,” Isak says, a little louder than intended. He closes his eyes for a brief second, choking back the more harmful words wanting to escape. “That’s the whole point of not telling anyone, you look around and you see all these perfect people with their perfect families and their perfect lives and it makes you feel like shit. So if anyone even mentions something about the thing that makes you different, you throw it back in their face and shut them down.”


archiveofourown.org/works/11871141/chapters/268...


He opens the book again, reads the accompanying text explaining the new theory depicted on old material. As he looks down to flip through his contacts, he briefly stops on Even’s dad’s number. He’d probably like it. This book is new, so new that the findings may be news to him.

After a few seconds of staring at it, Isak puts his phone away. He can’t go calling people he barely knows over something that don’t really matter. He’ll just read it himself, that’ll be more than enough.

It would still be nice to share it. To have someone listen with interest, if only just this once.


archiveofourown.org/works/11871141/chapters/274...

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Just — I wish someone had told me, so I’m telling you — you don’t have to have people in your life just because it’s expected that they will be there. Walking away from anyone who makes you feel worthless or scared or like you’re less than you really are, it’s never the wrong thing to do, even when you’re related to them.”

archiveofourown.org/works/10387059/chapters/231...

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sweet sugar
wondering how long he was going to keep this up, this stubborn pretence of being completely indifferent, drag it out until there would not be a way back anymore. Maybe there already was no way back.

archiveofourown.org/works/10077416/chapters/227...

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sweet sugar
“Like... I don’t know, drinking alcohol, or being envious of what other people have, I mean how are you supposed to control that? Or other stuff you can’t control, like homosexuality or getting pissed off at your parents or that fact that bacon tastes really, really good.” It all spills out in a great rush, as if he’s not deliberately calculating each word and trying so hard to casually slip the most important one in like it carries the same weight as the rest. He doesn’t even know why he’s tempting fate like this. It’s going to blow up in his face.

"I’ll say this, though. There’s a space between following rules dictated by religion and finding peace within yourself.”


“If something feels right in your heart, don’t deny yourself whatever it is.” She looks up at him again at last, and her eyes are warmer than he’s ever seen them. “Because one shouldn't go through life like that - not by turning a blind eye to your own needs in favor of doctrine above all else. There has to be some wiggle room, or the world would have wiped itself out long ago.”


How In My Silence I Adored You
Chapter 5

sweet sugar
'What hurts the most?' He pressed lightly over broken bones, his touch no heavier than the kiss of a breeze.

MY HEART HURTS. MY HOORTTT

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