“I grip him. "Don’t leave me." He kisses my lips, "Never again. This isn’t me leaving you. This is me choosing you." He throws my words back at me. He kisses me once more and then pushes off. He leaves… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“I smirk. There is no weird pillow talk and no pretending we're soft delicate people. No apologies, limits yes, but no shame.” — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
I'm going to be pissed if I walk all the way to the camp and end up getting shot. — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
The dark is a quiet place. Reflection and contemplation are the only things to do in it. Well that, and imagine the worst things… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“What are you doing?" He asks looking intimidating. I shrug, "I want pancakes." "I'll make you pancakes." I laugh and turn around to walk… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“I laugh, but it's not mine. It belongs to this bitch, who sometimes likes to come out of my throat and say shit I'm… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“Brandon has a shit-eating grin. I want to make him eat it. I know what's more realistic though. I'm going to get beaten up… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“He kissed my belly, “Just think. All the love that we have for each other, we put it in this safe place here.” He… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“The world in which we live is held together by love. The world in which we love is held together by fate. The world… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“If I didn’t take selfies, my friends wouldn’t even know what I look like.” — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
The world sits quiet, as if sighing and taking a long inhale after what seemed like forever with mankind and the noise pollution. — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
“They're normal. He's wearing a sweater and a polo and she's got on a blouse. The people who wore sweaters and blouses were the… — Tara Brown Copy Share Image
