“She wasn’t broken. She was made up of a thousand tiny little cracks. She was always trying to keep herself glued together. But it was hard, she felt too much. No matter what she did, her emotions seeped through, sometimes… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we don't know where we are going until we get there.” — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“I want to be bold and courageous; I want to take ridiculous risks; I want to live every moment with appreciation and consciousness and… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved for people who… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“All I wanted was to merge with the same person who had broken me, thinking that he was the only one who could fill… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“We can reach untainted experiential freedom, by living in the moment as it is—without contemplation. Here we find the possibility of freedom—of just being—living… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“He was always right beside me, but we were never in the same place.” — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“I suffer from chronic nostalgia. Looking back makes me dizzy, queasy, and I yearn for it, ache for it. I want it back; maybe the homesickness will leave then. But it’s not the way I remember it. I long for a past that I didn’t have, for the same experiences with different emotions, without the pain, without the ambivalence, without… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share
“She grew tired of shielding her body, For societal expectation and propriety, Double standards and sobriety, Ideologies of prudent cries, And boys who made her tell them lies. She wanted a man who’d destroy her reputation, One strong enough to feed her unruly temptation, Not leave her alone in risk of damnation. Someone strong enough to make her feel, Like… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share
“I used to think knots in my stomach meant I really liked someone, but now I knew it was my body’s alarm system telling… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“I rested my chin on my paws, wondering if she’d ever be able to open her heart to another man-human. I knew firsthand how hard it was to try again, to let yourself be loved by someone who could love you back after you’d been hurt. And I knew sometimes when someone said mean things if you were sensitive you… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share
“You should only fall in love with someone whose arms are open, and strong enough to catch you.” — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
