"They knew I was sick, and that surrendering that day would have been a mercy killing."
"She never bothered me, and as far as I could tell she loved him. Maybe not for who or what he was, but there was some type of love/obsession there."
"Even though I didn't find him attractive, I recognized that he had it together. Also, everyone else thought he was attractive, and damn did he love that."
They hook me in every time. Those beautiful faces look at me, and I stare in awe. How could a creature so pretty even look at me? How dare I stand in their presence. Lust in love. What it feels like to care about someone as a Borderline. I don't just care. I fall. I... Continue Reading →