Inspired by just a girl by riddlesbunny on tumblr

You miss pop music, lip gloss, the mall. You miss roll on body glitter, your warm bed, giggling with Jackie during Friday night sleepovers. You miss your mom's voice yelling at you for leaving your dirty uniform on the bathroom floor. You miss everything. It’s not that you miss it more than anyone else but it’s no secret that you’re not adapting. Nat has become even more badass than she was before, hunting and getting food for you all. Shauna butchers deer like it’s nothing. Even Misty Fucking Quigley has found a way to make herself essential. You cried when you broke your nail on a tree branch. Currently, you’re sitting by yourself near the dimly lit fire. Digging dirt from beneath your once perfectly manicured nails, wrapped up in someone else’s dirty hoodie as you try not to cry, again.