Passion Project

by London Sperry

if you’re like me and you have the anxiety of an entire therapy waiting room, it’s the perfect spot for a first date.

He was such a peaceful person, while I had a hurricane stirring inside me at all times.

It’s like all the words in my vocabulary fall out of my ears and my personality gets flattened into a pancake.

don’t freak out before there’s a reason to freak out.”

“The Keira Knightley version is a masterpiece and the best movie ever made.”

The first precious drop of serotonin enters my bloodstream. The elephant gets off my chest. I’m lighter. I made it through.

I’ve always liked movie theaters. I like the smell of the popcorn, the sticky floor, the snacks…but most of all, I love sitting in a big room with a bunch of strangers and not feeling pressured to say a word.

His eyes are so sincere I might kiss him or vomit.

Having your shit together is not a prerequisite for love.

For someone who relishes her personal space and keeps everyone around her at an arm’s length, if I could crawl inside his chest and take a nap there, it wouldn’t be close enough.

“What if everything is fine and we’re happy?”