Glitch — Taylor Swift
bloody valentine — mgk
Black — Dierks Bently
i’ll be damned — gavn!
Dancing Under Red Skies — Dermont Kennedy
Afterglow — Taylor Swift
Death By A Thousand Cuts — Taylor Swift
right where you left me — Taylor Swift
see you later(ten years) — Jenna Raine
Sleeping on the Blacktop — Colter Wall
Blinding Lights — Loi
The Way I Loved You — Taylor Swift
Just Pretend — Bad Omens
Coffins — Bohnes
Yours — Sueco, Bea Miller
Skin and Bones — David Kushner
I Will Wait — Mumford & Sons
this is how I learn to say no — EMELINE
Don’t Blame Me — Taylor Swift
Locksmith — Sadie Jean
Religion — Livingston
Half Life — Livingston
But Daddy I Love Him — Taylor Swift
This book is for all the chronic people pleasers who are always putting others before themselves.
You are lovable without sacrificing yourself.
And if they ask you to sacrifice your happiness for theirs, fuck them.
AUTHOR NOTE:
I’ve been heartbroken that the crew’s series is over, but I’m in awe every day of everyone who has been here for the journey. Thank you a million times for reading and loving these characters because your support and enthusiasm have meant the world to me.
Each message, review, post, and shared moment has brought these stories to life in ways I never imagined. I could have never done this alone and you all made sure I never had to!
As we finish this series, I’m filled with so much gratitude and excitement for the future. You have all has inspired me and I can’t wait to share what comes next.
Thank you for being a part of this incredible adventure.
ONEDAISY
When I started college, I didn’t think it would end like this.
After two years in my sorority, I was leaving, packing up my room and moving back in with my dad until a dorm opened up or until I finished out the last two years of my degree. Somehow my life that seemed so shiny and new two years ago felt heavy and worn out. I kept trying to get ahead, but kept stepping backwards.
Now I’m moving into the room I grew up in, and most likely falling back under my dad’s strict rules. Luckily, the house was only ten minutes from campus, but not living here would change my entire experience. I could only hope that a dorm room would open up soon. They said my chances were high within the first two months, but I might not get my choice of dorms or rooms, which didn’t really bother me at this point.
Anything would be better than moving home for long.
Dean, my boyfriend of a year, walked in, grabbing another box for me. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Yes, I am,” I said, for what felt like the millionth time. “I don’t want it to end like this, but I think it’s for the best. I can’t stay here when half the girls have made it clear they don’t want me to.”
“I mean, I get there’s some fighting going on, but what about the fact that you will be further from me, and I will have a thousand fewer chances to actually see you, not to mention getting any alone time with you? You do still have friends here. It’s not like they are all mean to you.”
I looked back at the photo on my dresser still, the one of the entire house of girls on one of our event days. There were a few girls here I would still consider a friend, but the other half of them had taken the first opportunity to ruin my life. They had a new leader. Sydney wanted my place as president and after she nearly got me kicked out of school for all her complaints, I would willingly hand it over to be left alone. The excitement of joining the sorority had worn off and now I wanted to not be looking over my shoulder every day to see if someone was sabotaging me.
