The first time I'd ever felt happy-and I mean ever-was when I'd been lying in my bed, staring out my window, watching the stars shine harmoniosly with one another.
Jessica SorensenThe vertical lines that run down his forearms are the most disturbing, thick and jagged as if someone took a razor to his skin. I wish I could run my fingers along them and remove the pain and memories that are attached to them.
Jessica SorensenHow can you want to touch me after what I did?" "How can I ever not want to touch you?
Jessica Sorensen