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This book is for all the people who recognize the phrase “Where will you go?” The answer to that question is anywhere you want! There is life after leaving a high demand religion, and it’s beautiful.
But I deserve to live a little crazy. Looks like I’m going to need a cowboy hat.
“Falling for me already, Elli?
“Delicious.” But I’m looking at her lips. Her eyes dart down to my own, like she’s thinking the same thing I am. Like she wants to taste me as much as I want to taste her.
When I focus on her, the clouds don’t seem so dark. The dread doesn’t seem so heavy. I feel a little bit of hope,
*sobs*
It feels like she sees me. Sees past the hard exterior into my soul. I’ve never wanted to have someone consume me as much as I want Elli to.
Elli is the warmth of hot cocoa on a chilly winter day. Seeping into your soul and warming you from the inside out until you’re all cozy and content.
“Baby, there’s too much room between us. I promise I’m not going to bite. Yet.”
Babe. Babe. Babe. She called me babe.
She’s so fucking beautiful, maybe I do believe in a God. Only an all-powerful being could create something so heavenly, so gorgeous, that I want to fall to my knees and worship her.
Watching you come may be my new favorite hobby.”
🤭
I love the way the softness of her body compliments the hardness of mine, like we’re two puzzle pieces fitting together effortlessly.
“I said I’d never be addicted to something, but I think I might just be addicted to you, baby.”
I don’t like talking about the bad things, but Elli makes me feel safe.
I want to hug Wes sooo bad omg
“I’ll get your name tattooed on my forehead if you ask me to, baby,
Our hearts, our souls, they’re intertwined. He’s embedded himself so deeply into my very being that I don’t think I’d be able to get him out.
I breathe in the familiar scent of him that I’ve come to love. He smells like home. He smells like new beginnings and happiness, and I hope he never changes body washes.
“I don’t want to live without you. Without you, there’s no music. No sunshine.”
an artist needs their muse to continue making art.” “I’m your muse?” I tease. “You’re my everything.”
