Penelope DeWeerd’s Reviews > Magnolia Parks > Status Update

“At the altar of the tree, I make a thousand soundless prayers and offerings, beg whoever’s listening to align our stars and let him be who I thought he was. If he can’t be that, I pray, may I be free of him and not have it kill me. But he is worth dying over and that’s the part that gets me, I guess.”

I am unwell, yet again. 😭

“I know that some love is beautiful, and some is freeing, some unravels you, some love poisons you, some blinds you, some betters you, and some loves break you in invisible ways that no one else knows about until you have to stand up and the weight of your love crushes your bones.” 😭😭💔

“BJ and I—I think we’re like a fine-chain gold necklace all tangled. Not impossible to undo but it feels like it is.”💔

“And I wonder what love is like for other people . . . Is love for everyone wordless exchanges and a million memories that fuck you up to the bone?”💔

“What a mind fuck it is to comfort the person who just blew your whole heart open with a rifle. Carnage everywhere, men down, blood spilled…

For so many years, his pain was my pain. But that pain, the one he was crying about then, was mine. He was crying my tears, feeling what he had done to me, broken by his own actions.”

💔😭please stop, I can’t take anymore!

“We stare at each other. My eyes nearly as round as hers, both of us frozen in what we used to be as everything we’ve done in this room floats off the walls and dances around us like ghosts from another time.” 😭