She wouldn't come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn't come back here... but God, I wanted her to.

Things happen in life and you can’t control them. It sucks and you have to move on.

Not everyone sees you the way you do. Sometimes our imperfections are what makes us special. - Tripp

I don’t bite Marcus. You can come sit on the comfy old couch with me. That chair is incredibly uncomfortable.” Just the opening I needed. I jumped up and sat down on the end of the couch and stretched my legs out in front of me. “You don’t have to tell me twice. I was just being polite.” Will ow chuckled and brought a blanket over to the sofa with her.

Last night I'd made love to a woman for the first and last time. It had been amazing and I had a memory that would shape the rest of my life.

I know I’m doing something wrong and I feel guilty but neither of those things matter enough to make me stop

He wasn't what sent me running. He was what had made me want to stay.