Who Else Up Learning Things The Hard Way

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔞𝔠𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔠

Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen

 ✦   𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗄𝗐𝗈𝗇   (   she/hers   )    .   fortythree   .   the   cynical   romantic   .   romance   novel   author   .   red   creek   native   .          ↳       𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇    +    𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌    +    𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅    +    𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌

 ❛            ⅋          𝐢.       𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 ( @enternights )       ━         setting    description    :    02 / 15 @ 7:35 pm  !

        ❛        ⅋        🐇      𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲   𝘄𝗮𝘀   𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹   𝘄𝗮𝘅   𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿   𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆'𝘀   nails   from   the   vigil   ,   and   she   wasn't   sure   why   that   unsettled   her   so   much   .   maybe   it   was   because   it   reminded   her   how   easy   it   was   to   leave   a   mark   —   how   easy   it   was   for   something   to   melt   away   completely   .   mary   sighed   ,   crossing   her   arms   as   she   eyed   the   fundraiser   crowd   .   "   you   ever   get   the   feeling   that   no   one   here   actually   gives   a   damn   ?   "   she   muttered   ,   half   to   herself   ,   half   to   whoever   was   standing   close   enough   to   hear   .   "   like   .   .   .   they   show   up   ,   pretend   to   care   ,   and   then   tomorrow   ,   it's   back   to   normal   ?   "

i am extremely analytical and everything needs to be explained… hate living in the unknown bitch i have to know everything or i will fall into a coma

        ❛        ⅋        🐇     "   𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗹𝗹   𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲   .   "   𝘁𝗵𝗲   𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀   𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁   𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆'𝘀   mouth   before   she   decided   to   speak   .   she   wasn't   sure   what   part   of   zeynep's   rambling   had   drawn   her   in   ,   the   cracked   glass   ,   the   name   on   the   memorial   ,   or   the   quiet   —   desperate   edge   to   her   voice   ,   smoothed   over   by   forced   indifference   .   maybe   it   was   all   of   it   .   either   way   ,   mary   was   now   involved   .

 mary   exhaled   slow   and   steady   ,   before   leaning   in   slightly   .   "   they   just   pretend   not   to   until   it's   too   late   .   "   her   eyes   dropped   to   the   remnants   of   the   broken   glass   the   sharp   fractures   catching   in   the   dim   light   of   the   redstone   .   she   could   hear   the   crack   in   zeynep's   voice   —   brief   ,   it   might've   gone   unnoticed   if   mary   didn't   recognize   the   sound   of   someone   barely   holding   it   together   .   "   you're   not   just   some   myth   waiting   to   happen   .   but   if   you   keep   talking   like   that   ,   you'll   make   it   easier   for   them   .   "

location: redstone bar

time & date: february 15 & 6:00pm

status: open to everyone !

“it  was  an  accident,  i  swear!”  the  words  rushed  out  in  a  furious  whisper, she hadn't even noticed that she wasn't alone.  zeynep  pushed the empty glass she had been inspecting away from herself, before signaling the bartender for another around.  “the  glass  was  cracked  when  i  picked  it  up,  who  knows  how  long  it’s  been  defective...right?” she couldn't help but cringe at the sound of her voice, the brief crack felt foreign. no part of her wanted to admit that her name etched into the memorial had left her frightened. zeynep knew fear, it had plagued her nights. every red and blue flashing light had left her in a cold sweat for years. “anyways, apparently i'm on a hit list. they might not even notice before i become the next missing myth in town.” the words flowed so flippantly from her that zeynep could almost fool herself with the feigned nonchalance. “you don't think they'll notice, do you?”

This isn't how life is supposed to feel

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