Sierra Simone

I didn’t kiss him because I wanted to hurt you. I kissed him because even though he’s broken my heart twice in ten years, I still think he looks beautiful in the winter moonlight. Because sometimes I think I might literally die from wanting to feel his lips on mine.”

I didn’t kiss him because I wanted to hurt you. I kissed him because even though he’s broken my heart twice in ten years, I still think he looks beautiful in the winter moonlight. Because sometimes I think I might literally die from wanting to feel his lips on mine.”

Be a good girl and I’ll give you what you want.”

That moment of okay may never come. All you can do is try to find a new balance, a new starting point. Find whatever love is left in your life and hold on to it tightly. And one day, things will have gotten less gray, less dull. One day, you might find that you have a life again. A life that makes you happy.”

The thighs moved away, which made me sad.

Let me help this woman, I prayed silently. Let me help her

And I wanted to be here to help her. I remembered her soft crying in the confessional and my chest tightened.

show her a more personal church experience than the Ancient Booth of Death

Love is kind.

Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.

I will bear, believe in, hope for, and endure Ash’s love until the day I die, even if that means robbing my own soul.

And it will mean robbing my own soul.

My only comfort is that I won’t be alone in my suffering.