“You are a hard-drinking, short-fused, mess of a person. But you are not a piece of shit.” (Trish 😎)
jessica jones sentence starters | accepting!
she’s HESITATES at trish’s words. how many times had jessica jones self-proclaimed herself a piece of shit? probably too many damn times to count. but here she was, on trish’s couch, questioning all of it. she cared about trish. but the people she cared about always got hurt. which was why she had to push her AWAY, keep her distanced so that she wouldn’t get caught in crossfire (like hope). jessica’s eyes meet trish’s and she lets a sigh pass slightly parted lips. ❝ but i still can’t help thinking that- ❞ she cuts off abruptly, staring out toward the balcony that she’d climbed up so many times. ❝ maybe i deserve all of the shit that happens to me. ❞