“You were never foolish for kissing him, for looking deep into his eyes, for losing your footing like a teenager, stumbling and drunk on love.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“You were young, And you were searching, even then. But you were trying to make homes out of temporary people. Trying to find yourself in the body of a stranger who could never fill you, never complete you, never satisfy the longing in your chest to be both protected and set free, both loved and let…”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc