Jessie Walker > Quotes

“There’s only so much time a person’s allowed to grieve before it becomes an inconvenience, I’ve come to learn. Before the clock speeds up, and the world goes on spinning without you, you either pull yourself out in time to catch up, or you get left behind.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“But nothing. New York is you and Izzy and Waylon’s dream.” I press a hand to my chest. “Not mine.” Eyes creasing, he says, “What’s your dream then?” You. You’re my dream.”
― Jessie Walker, Every Breath After: Part One

“You’re a ticking time bomb,” I hear myself say, my voice distant even to my own ears. “One that just keeps fucking rebuilding itself after every explosion, over and over and over again. But I don’t. I don’t rebuild. I don’t heal. I just keep taking it. But I can’t anymore. There’s not enough left of me to take any more shrapnel and walk out alive.”
― Jessie Walker, If There's a Way

“It’s a far worse fate than death, I imagine. To be caged.”
― Jessie Walker, Little Bird Lost

“I might love you harder when you’re at your worst, but that’s only because you need it harder then. But my love for you when you’re at your best?” I release a breath, smiling. “It’s unmatched. It consumes me.”
― Jessie Walker, Still Beating

“I was taught craving another man was a sin, but I see now how wrong they were. It’s not the fact it’s a man I desire so desperately, it’s the intensity with which I claw and grab and reach for him that has them clutching their bibles. I’d kick down the door to Hell itself to be with this man… And that terrifies them. It terrifies them that love could be so raw, so primal, so powerful—stronger than any prayer.”
― Jessie Walker, Exiled

“There’re a lot of meanings behind this symbol, but that’s the one I chose for myself. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.” And my heart... It. Just. Explodes. There’s no other word to describe it.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“And yet, for some reason, the particular brand of torture that comes with being near Jeremy Montgomery, is one I welcome willingly. Seeking it out. Craving it like it’s just another flask, filled to the brim with liquid fire I can asphyxiate on. Blaze my insides. Burn it all into ash. It’s fucked up on so many levels.”
― Jessie Walker, Every Breath After: Part One

“it’s a song only he can hear. One that calls to that bottomless beast inside him, begging for everything to just stop. Please, just one more, one more hit to make it all go away—”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“This Jeremy—my Jeremy—the only Jeremy that matters, doesn’t see me though. He’s miles away, gaze far off.”
― Jessie Walker, Every Breath After: Part One

“And then someday”
― Jessie Walker, Every Breath After: Part One

“Beauty means nothing, if you’re ugly in here.” She presses a hand against my chest, over my heart. “Be kind to people, and you’ll be the handsomest, prettiest boy of all.”
― Jessie Walker, Every Breath After: Part One

“I hate you.” If this is hate, baby, I think, licking across his teeth, I don’t know if I’d survive your love.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“The sun will always rise again.” I shrug. “You just need to make it through the night. Take it day by day—moment by moment if you need to—until you reach the other side. Nothing lasts forever.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“It’s insane. Loving him this easily… Like every piece of me was made for every piece of him.”
― Jessie Walker, Still Beating

“I know what it’s like to live in the aftermath, when the veil of mourning has lifted, and the world around you seems to rush forward. Brighter and louder than ever, while you’re still trapped in the shadow of what you lost. That defining moment where life, as you knew it, shattered. Severing your life into a Before and After.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“Fear. It’s such a small word for what this is. So weak and mild. This is something else completely. Terror in its rawest, basest form. The kind that sinks into your bones, knits itself within your soul, as you realize in real-time that you’ll never escape this moment. It’ll be with you until you die, whether that’s tonight, tomorrow, or in the next fifty years. It’s the moment you lose the person you were, and you can’t do a fucking thing about it.”
― Jessie Walker, Little Bird Lost

“Trust. He doesn’t trust me. Then again, why would he? Why should he? It hurts something fierce—more than I expected—but I can’t exactly blame him. I can’t be mad. I shouldn’t even be hurt. I let him down. I broke my promise. I ruined us. But here’s the kicker⁠— He ruined me first. Maybe, just maybe, this is my chance to fix that.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“Because making Mason Wyatt happy has and will always be the fix I can’t resist, even if it’s at the cost of my own wellbeing.”
― Jessie Walker, All We Are

“Waylon taps the mic a couple times, waiting for the crowd to quiet. Smirking, he presses his mouth to where his fingers just were. “Hi.” Annnndddddd there goes my boxers.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“I am drowning. Drowning in overwhelming want for this guy. This fucking guy who just told me I was once his everything, when I was sure I was only ever his nothing.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“I look up just as a gorgeously restored ’67 black Impala pulls into the lot, stopping right before me.”
― Jessie Walker, If There's a Way

“There’s only so much time a person’s allowed to grieve before it becomes an inconvenience, I’ve come to learn.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“If there’s anything I’ve learned in the last year, it’s that there’s always more to the story. Nothing’s ever as simple as it seems. And more than not, we only see what we want to see.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“Hunger like nothing I’ve ever felt before consumes me, and it’s a damn crime it took this long to get here. To this moment, where he is me and I am him, and I will destroy anything or anybody who tries to sever us.
Unhealthy, my ass. This love is just straight up primal. Our need for each other ingrained in us as deeply as our need for air. Inescapable.”
― Jessie Walker, Still Beating

“Art is a lot like a parasite. An invasion of undeniable need to share your soul with the world. To try and make the world a little better than how you found it. It consumes you to the point of desperation. Begging you to just let it out; see me, hear me.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“I don’t think she’d want you to be sad,” I tell him after a moment. “You never had a mom, but I do, and I’m pretty sure that’s, like, a rule or something. Moms don’t want their kids sad. Especially on birthdays.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“It’s a searing kiss, the kind that stokes the
flames, building and building until I know we’ll eventually, inevitably, combust from the pressure. All I can do is hope that once it settles, enough embers will have reached
those dark, cold, deserted places where loneliness lives and fear thrives.”
― Jessie Walker, Still Beating

“Will Foster was a bright spot in a sea of darkness. He was something to hold on to when I was a kid and life at home was caving in around me. It got wires tangled up in my naive brain, convincing me of feelings and ideas that weren’t so much a product of the heart, but driven by fear. By loneliness.”
― Jessie Walker, Where There's a Will

“You said something once,” he adds quietly after a moment. “When you were four or five, maybe? I don’t know, but you were young. I was in town for the weekend, and I was watching you for the night. We were watching some Disney movie, I think? I don’t remember which one, but…” He trails off, inhaling deeply. Frowning, I look up at him. He smiles sadly, searching my gaze. “You asked if boys get princes too.”
― Jessie Walker