You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Dawson Kellor " -Stripped

Grey, just breathe. I love you. Unless you can tell me, without lying, that you dont love me back, then everything's going to be okay...

She closes her eyes, and I can see the moisture. She’s deep-breathing again, and I notice her hands are clutched around the opposing wrists, nails digging in deep, hard, scratching. Pain to replace pain.

But we have to learn to be free. We have to, Nell. Doesn't mean happy all the time, or okay all the time. It’s okay not to be okay. I told you that, but I'm relearning it myself. But not being okay doesn't mean you stop living.

I bought this place for a pittance, because it was a dump. Rejected, abandoned, unwanted. Like me. I fixed it up. Made it mine.

Messy hair, uncombed, gel-free, un-styled and perfectly imperfect.