More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Depressing, isn’t it? The idea that we spend the rest of our lives trying to close the wound of our first love with the stitches we take from those that come after.
Here’s the thing about life though; it has a funny way of shoving the judgments you make of others right back in your face, of forcing growth upon you.
“These stars of ours were written in darkness and bound with light. Ensuring my soul would seek yours for eternity. Forever lost to this captivating insanity of we.”

