String Theory
I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.
I fell in love with a physicist, and then we lost ourselves. Maybe there are places we can all be happy. We just need to find those places. Or maybe they don't exist.
Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * Being re-written completely as of May 14, 2021
❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.
People say that when you have an unfinished business your soul will stay lingering on this world until you resolve whatever you have to do. And they are right. In my case: I have to tell my best friend I'm in love with her. Long ago I made a promise I would never leave without expressing my feelings, and I'm planning...
She, trapped in an abusive relationship. He, desperate to save her. She, blinded by a sick kind of love. He, dying to take her away from all the pain. She, who's got to believe she deserves that life. He, who only wants her to be happy.