“I was on my way home.” Exhaling a long breath, he meets my eyes. “I had to see you.” — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share Image
“there’s one thing I know about girls like Miss Moorehead—they’re more chore than whore. But I’ll enjoy the eye-gasm I get every time I… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“The whole time I thought I was living. But the day I met you, the lights came on. You fill me with things I… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“you want peace, prepare for war.” His expression is serious, and I wonder what his story is. “What does that mean?” “It means you… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“Fuck, this woman, I despise what she’s doing and I love every square inch of her. She’s loyal to a fault, honest, viciously protective,… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“There’s so much to say, every time we’re together. But the fear and the pain seem to go on forever. Every night that you… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“Even though we’ve only spent a handful of nights together, it somehow feels like I’ve always known him. He touches me with the surety… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“Life is beautiful and terrifying … And we deserve to feel it down to our bones.” — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“I know what it feels like to have something living inside that eats away at your sanity. They call it trauma, a deeply distressing… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“I better go.” I push up from the couch and move to the door like a vapor, there in one aspect, completely gone in… — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
“When we’re together it’s as if I’m the air and he’s begging for his next breath.” — J.B. Salsbury Copy Share
