A Study in Stydia | “Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart.” x
LOOK AT MY STRAWBERRY BLONDE PRINCESS WITHOUT HEAVY MAKE UP AND FANCY HAIR OR FANCY CLOTHES OR LIPSTICK. SHE NO LONGER HIDES UNDER HER MASK OF SUPERFICIAL AND “I’M OKAY AND I AM SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU” FACE. AND HER BEING SO CERTAIN OF THAT SOMEONE IS GOING TO DIE WHEN SHE SAYS, “yes, and it’s not just a feeling." like this time she actually believes in herself. like stiles told her never to doubt herself, she’s been right all the time, she shouldn’t start doubting herself now. like oh my gosh. I’M SO PROUD OF MY BABY. LYDIA MARTIN. OKAY? OKAY.