“I’m glad we’re not alone, but don’t like that there are a lot of people. It’s kind of problematic.” — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
“Okay, I'll take the pink one with the torn ear.' The guy behind the counter scratches his neck. "Are you being serious?"… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
“Kayden can’t love me because he doesn’t understand love. He understands pain and hurt and disappointment, but not love. I know right… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
“There are no accusations with writing, no judgment, no shame, only freedom. As the pen touches the paper, for a moment, I'm… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
“Sure, I trusted Kayden to see all of me, but I’m uncertain about the world, because it’s big and scary and always… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
“If you love someone, losing them is one of the most painful experiences.” — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
“I think about everything; good and bad. I think about the pain Ive experienced, the fear, the love, the passion, the kisses, the friendships.… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
“We could talk..." I take a long inhale off my cigarette and gradually let it out, smoke circling my face. "If you want to."… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
But sometimes stuff happens and we find ourselves lost, and suddenly we're standing in a place we don't recognize and can't remember walking-or falling-there,… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
There is something about someone trusting you enough with their secrets that it makes it easier to trust them. It’s like they’re opening their… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
“Great thinking Gemma. Way to set yourself up for a cold death. Didn’t your dreams teach you anything?” — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
You don’t forget. You just move past it. Let go. Be who you were supposed to be instead of who they make you feel… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
I'm just here,existing at the surface of the water,not quite drowning but not quite able to breathe. — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
I just let the pain take over, allowing it to numb the pain of being left behind. — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
Four wings, two hearts, but only one soul. They connect in the middle, but are separated by a thin line of ash. Its what… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
The vertical lines that run down his forearms are the most disturbing, thick and jagged as if someone took a razor to his skin.… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share
