after sitting with my grief long enough, ive come to realise that we often don't grieve the people we lost, but the version of ourselves that we lost to them.

"you will never be what jere is to me" SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! Belly, you absolute crackhead. #tsitp

belly simply doesnt deserve to breathe the same air as conrad. on 2nd thoughts, she doesnt d€serve to br€athe at all.

Every wednesday they shoot conrad fisher in the chest 20 times

life lately: feeding into my delusions from one Wednesday to the next. #teamconnie

the explore page doesn't lie-

literally everyone during that scene:

love triangle; trope of the century.

the personality shift, from wanting to be involved in everything to wanting to disappear and become invisible in the crowds.

“when i was little, i used to think that conrad would appear out of thin air if i was thinking about him”

idk how ill cope with life after tsitp finale. the mandatory debrief with strangers online every Wednesdays has become a beautiful problem to look forward to 😭

when you think about it this fit was his revenge dress

absolutely no one: *me and my hg*

trying to hold back your tears throughout the meal at dinner is a sport, you shouldn't have to master. but it does come in handy when you're from a brown family. Just saying. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Only 2 more Wednesdays. what are we going to do 😭

just a normal conversation between 2 sisters who share 1 brain cell. #tsitp #conniebaby #conrad

THE FINAL WEDNESDAY. WAS SO ABSOLUTELY WORTH THE WAIT. I CRYYYY #tsitpfinale

they gave the cat a paddock pass and they're called furrari 😭😭😭😭😭