If ever I was running, it was towards you. - Jennifer Elisabeth
"If ever I was running, it was towards you."
"If ever I was running, it was towards you."
"I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…"
"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."
"I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault."
"I know that this process of ‘me changing my life’ doesn’t just end once I set fire to this list of things I hate about myself. Tonight isn’t as much of a new beginning as it is a violent end and I know the real work hasn’t even started yet."
"I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I realize the inconvenient, inappropriate truth: ‘I love this man… and it has swallowed me."