“He always has to lay down the reasons as to why I should trust him, but my soul has a vine twisted around it and I can’t help but let it pressure my heart into thinking that nothing is true. He tells me everyday how beautiful I am, and I’m funny, and explains why he does the things he does and I can’t help but think he’s lying. I wish I could believe him the way I’d understand if he leaves.”
— Ming D. Liu














