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We don’t need a therapist. We’re fine. Isn’t that what crazy people say?
Yup, a major asshole—but why does his anger turn me on so much? I’m a fucking masochist.
“Art is painful, Layla. It’s potentially dangerous. Explosive. It takes everything from you, sometimes more than you can afford. It’s a beast, and it’s always starving. You feed it and feed it…until you have nothing left.” He sucks in a breath. “But you don’t mind because you’d rather chase the high of creating something than live in darkness. It’s insanity.”
He’s the only thing keeping me together and making me fall apart, and no matter what I said, I don’t want to let go. I don’t regret falling in love; I only regret how it happened.
“A lover is the one who waits,” he paraphrases. “Then, I’ll wait. Forever.”
bravery is not the absence of fear, but the courage to do something despite it—taking that first step despite the danger of falling, creating a piece of art knowing that people might not appreciate it. Bravery is like falling in love. You don’t know if the person will reciprocate, but still you fall.
