You don’t need to be afraid of falling // when there’s someone around to catch you.

I so enjoy it when people assume I'm stupid." "Not that, just very focused on killing.

My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.

But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It never stops.

I think people can be trusted to know what makes them unhappy. Maybe we don't always know what we want exactly, but we can usually say what we don't with a fair amount of specificity.

I imagine the ones we’ve lost as ghosts who prowl about the edges of the light, waiting for us to join them. Sometimes that’s terrifying, and sometimes it’s reassuring, a promise of homecoming.

Through the damp fabric of my coverall, bundled in my blanket, I feel naked. Raw. He sees more than I want, more than I can bear. It’s like standing before him ... while he stares at my scars, pitiless and unmoved.