Yes, hello I'm Rachel. I read YA and spend my days in a state of perpetual tiredness. Tralalala
"He cared about me, but not enough.
He said I was special, but words don't mean anything without actions to back them up.
And maybe I'm special, but it's not because he said so."
Favourite read of 2015 so far. Which may not seem like it means that much as it's only the 23rd of January, but trust me, this one is going to stick with me for a while. I feel like someone's stomped all over my head. Or maybe it's my heart. Or maybe I'm just tired and have too many emotions right now. Whatever. It's 1:45am, I'm going to go to bed now.