You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.
I forgive you," I said. I said what I had to. I would die by pieces to save myself from real death.
No one can pull anyone back from anywhere. You save yourself or you remain unsaved.
Falling in love is like getting hit by a truck and yet not being mortally wounded. just sick to your stomach, high one minute, low the next. Starving hungry but unable to eat. hot, cold, forever horny, full of hope and enthusiasm, with momentary depr...
Tess was my first experience of a woman who had inhabited her weirdness, moved into the areas of herself that made her distinct from those around her, and learned how to display them proudly.
After telling the hard facts to anyone from lover to friend, I have changed in their eyes. Often it is awe or admiration, sometimes it is repulsion, once or twice it has been fury hurled directly at me for reasons I remain unsure of.
