I wasn’t brave, or strong, or badass. And all those quirky lines I fed you? A foolish attempt at sounding strong. The truth is: I was just a lost girl. Someone who was clueless on how to get out of the hole she’d dug for herself. I didn’t want to be the way I was. I wanted to be normal.

I was his as if I had been born for that very purpose, as if my body were a puppet, and he was the puppeteer pulling the strings.

We were skin to skin.Mouth over mouth.Mingled breaths.Tangled bodies.Heartbeat against heartbeat.We fit perfectly together.

You’re the purest, most genuine thing that ever happened to me.- Caleb