storiesbykath’s Reviews > Good Spirits > Status Update

“Your heart. This foolish, beautiful thing. It’s been bruised, hasn’t it? But you still let it tug you forward. What a gift that is. To still wish and dream and want. To find the good. To wear it on your sleeve.”
“It doesn’t feel like a gift. It feels like a curse. Like I haven’t learned my lesson. Like I’m setting myself up for disappointment.”
did someone steal a page from my diary? 🥲🥺💔

the tension in that dress scene 🥵

“You’re a little young to be a ghost.”
“Says who? I died young.”
“And your voice. What’s going on with that?”
“My accent? I died Irish.”

these two have me giggling already 😂🤍