Take a gun. Point it at your head. Pull the trigger.
Boom.
Is it loaded? You never know.
Putting my life in Jeremy Stonehart's hands is like that. We're playing a game of Russian roulette. He tests my feelings, pushes me to my limits, and then brings me back.
I can leave, but I do not.
I am waiting for the gun to go off, waiting to know if there is a bullet inside, waiting to find out whether I have Jeremy... Or Stonehart.
And so, only in the moment of truth will I discover whether I've achieved liberation--or oblivion.
Boom.
Is it loaded? You never know.
Putting my life in Jeremy Stonehart's hands is like that. We're playing a game of Russian roulette. He tests my feelings, pushes me to my limits, and then brings me back.
I can leave, but I do not.
I am waiting for the gun to go off, waiting to know if there is a bullet inside, waiting to find out whether I have Jeremy... Or Stonehart.
And so, only in the moment of truth will I discover whether I've achieved liberation--or oblivion.
