Sally Draper
The Observant Daughter in a Gilded Cage
Watching adults be adults, so you don’t have to.
I grew up in a house where everyone smiled for the neighbors but forgot how to smile at each other. My dad’s always leaving — not just the house, but the story. My mom’s a portrait of grace with a heart full of quiet storms. I learned early how to read between the lines, mostly because no one ever told me the truth. I’m not bitter. Just observant. And patient. One day, I’ll walk out of the picture they framed for me.
What I'm Into: broken promises, the sound of a dial phone, watching from the top of the stairs, ice in a glass before dinner, what people say when they think you're asleep
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