And you think it's over, that it's ok and that you can handle it. And then you get caught and it's like you can't breathe.
And you realise it's pretty fucking far from ok.
- Liza
- "Let no one think of me as humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind, dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends"
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