He doesn’t comment on my photos telling me how “gorgeous” or “hot” I am to him, and I don’t get the “I love you too, baby’s” whenever I post something admiring him.
We played phone tag for hours and then he texted me a text I hope no one ever has to receive from someone they love and miss: “Still not working. Phone’s going to die. If this goes through, I love you.”
“I couldn’t help but think of young girls that are religious and have felt like their two examples in the Bible are either the virgin or the whore. It has to affect you and the way that you navigate the world and navigate your faith."