Danielle DelRosso > Recent Status Updates

I want to die. I am both the seventeen-year-old girl who won’t shut up about a man who literally did four nice things for her and then dipped after promising her “I’ll be back in a year,” and when he comes back, ignores her for days… and I’m the narrator, who longs and wallows in his sorrow and depression, yearning for a love that exists, if he’d just fucking talk to more people.

This book is 💀 me

Just finished the second night of White Nights and now I’m laying face down on the floor while Jeff Buckley’s “Lover, You Should’ve Come Over” plays like it’s scoring the soft tragedy of loving someone who only exists in my imagination.

I need to listen to Jeff Buckley and Fiona Apple after I finish this chapter cus I am a MESS.

This is already a LOT to take in. Her past is so incredibly sad.