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They mattered. Their sacrifices mattered. Their hopes and dreams for me mattered.
Nothing can ever matter more than honoring them and their sacrifices.
She said that tears are the overflow of a brimming heart.
“I have a response, but it’s more advice. Yo, Ty, if you’re out there watching, drown out the noise, man, and go hard in the paint this year. I remember the pressure of rookie year, having also been the first pick in the draft. You feel you have to elevate the team by yourself. Stay locked in, and stick to the basics of doing what you love. You’ve already come so far after facing a terrible loss. There are bright times ahead.”
When it comes to opening up, I’m that night-blooming flower that unfurls once a year on a full moon.
We’re all haunted in some way—whether by the secrets we protect, the truths we deny, or the inexplicable ugliness life throws our way.”
Yup, hugging Sid feels like what I imagined—being swaddled.
How’d I sleep? Oh, you know, I’m loving the idea of having sex with your son so much that I was up all night jerking off and freaking out.
Fuck my life. He’s such a wet dream. He’s my dream.
God, if there was ever a time when someone could point to a moment and say “And that’s when I knew for sure that I was falling for him,” this moment would take the cake.
Ever since the first time our gazes locked, my soul’s known its home is with him.
