I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and... - Jennifer Elisabeth

"I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault."

"I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…"

"I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault."

"I’ve grown up defined by this desperate, undeniable, ‘can’t breathe’ kind of space inside of myself and I’m afraid that the diagnosis is fatal."

"Something, somewhere, knows what’s best for me and promises to keep sending me people and experiences to light my way as long as I live in gratitude and keep paying attention to the signs."