Tell me who I am. (29)

Escape is not about moving from one place to another. It's about becoming more.

You've always been two people. The Jenna who wants to please and the Jenna who secretly resents in. They won't break, you know. Your parents never thought you were perfect. You did.

I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.

Maybe there was no one way to define it. Maybe there were as many shades of love as the blues of the sky.

Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.

The world before us is a postcard, and I imagine the story we are writing on it.