Status Updates From One For My Enemy

’Strength comes from struggle. Each time we big farewell to a piece of ourselves we become different than we were. But each time we rise again in the morning, it’s a victory. Keep your memories. Keep your emotions. Keep your pain Use them. Happiness, contentment, they are dull but persuasive lures. A rosy disposition only means you miss what’s lurking in the trees.’

’Sashenka,’ Marya said, ’you are not incomplete because a piece of your heart is gone. You are you, an entire whole, all on your own. If you have loved and been loved, then you can only be richer for it - you don’t become a smaller version of yourself simply because what you once had is gone.’

so much crazy stuff happening
it all comes together, really every little thing
and the title makes so much more sense now, the farther one gets

to me this feels like that sort of book you only pick up once and read very carefully
as you will never reread it again

i’m an antonova 😈 we don’t cry when our sibling gets impaled 💪💪💪

what a fire first chapter holy shit

omg shakespeare mention this book is made for me

it’s the way a seven year old could never talk like that

Istg if we have a second falling in love montage

‘So, will you kill me?’ Roman asked her, rising to his feet. It was less a request this time than a question. So, will you kill me? as easily as if he’d asked, So, will you be able to sleep tonight? Will you be able to live with all of this? Can you exist in this world as you once did? Will you ever be the same?

This one is not for you, he knew, but please, please, may I borrow her from someone else’s fate? May I have her until her stars change, or mine? May I worship her until I die, and may I give her all of me, for better or worse, or worse, or surely worse?

foreshadowing perchance