Victoria

“What took you so long?” Christian circles my wrist with his cold fingers. “I met Death.” I take my bottom lip in my teeth. “And?” Christian brushes a strand of hair back from my face, and looking deeply into my eyes, he whispers, “I told him to go fuck himself, because I’m not going anywhere without you.”
― Ariel N. Anderson, Under Your Scars

“I drowned in the ocean once and I think I could just as easily drown in Harriet. Sink down into her and lose myself for days.”
― B.K. Borison, Good Spirits

“In the beginning, when I would come see you in the middle of the night, you’d always have your hair like that. Sometimes, you’d have it in one down your back. Other times you’d have a side braid with strands loosely framing your face. And sometimes you’d have two braids. I imagine at some point in our lives, like when we’re old and gray and your bones ache, you would have been too tired to do it yourself, so I taught myself so that I could do it for you.”
― Ariel N. Anderson, Under Your Scars

“If you ask me for all the stars in the sky, I will create an entire galaxy, just for you.”
― Ariel N. Anderson, Under Your Scars