Status Updates From Beverly

If this ends with someone dying in the twin towers I’m going to actually freak out

No because HOW WILL THIS END

Ugh the slow burn, the drama, the yearning, the friendships I’m loving every page

Blake you’re an idiot but you’re yearning so well I’m that I’m eating this up

Some people enter our lives not simply to be loved, but to change the way we understand love. Beverly was one of those. Without her, nothing added up. And so I chose her -again and again, in every version of time. I chose her in the past, I chose her in the present, and I would choose her in the future. In every tomorrow, in every unknown, in every possibility the world could offer.

😭😭😭

“This,” I said, nodding toward the studio, “is what I bought.”
Her mouth parted. Her brow furrowed. “What?”
“I’m not married.” I said before she could spiral further. “But if I ever were… It’d be you. And this would be yours.”

THIS MAN🥺😭

no no no no

His shadow never stayed long enough to warm my soul, but I held onto it, pretending it was enough.

☹️

The book had me laughing out loud. I’m enjoying it so much !!

I should have felt something, anything - excitement, nerves, anticipation. But all I felt was the same tightness in my chest.
I knew the truth: I could let a dozen boys flirt with me, could let them touch my hand, kiss my lips, whisper my name.
But they would never be him.