He was so handsome,but he didn't look well.He reminded her of a cigarette.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: weetzie-bat
I didn't tell him that what I was most scared of, most haunted by, was something I didn't understand and could never run away from. It was myself.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: fear
People worry so much. Just enjoy your body. That you can love. And you're alive.
Francesca Lia BlockBut death is stronger than that and when you cover your eyes you are the one who can't see the dark. The dark still sees you.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: death dark darkness
...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological signs as code for all the things you love about each other.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: love true-love dreams dream signs astrology code real-love astrological
Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: real skin skin-deep
My mind is like the valley—this vast barren waste. Car lots. Malls. Tract homes. I know there are other worlds beyond it—of canyons full of coyote and monarch butterflies, squirrels, bunnies, purple and yellow wildflowers, of magical boulevards lined with palatial movie theaters and movie-star haunted mansions, of parks and palms and palisades, especially, especially of the ocean, where it all ends and everything begins. I know the rest is out there but from where I sit in my head it’s like being on the bottom of a hot sunken pit—you can’t see anything else around you no matter how hard you try.
Francesca Lia BlockYou always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes as if they were old friends. (Maybe they are, you said. From another life.) You liked to go to the pound and look at them. You tried to send them messages of comfort. I couldn’t go because I started crying the one time I tried. All those eyes and the barks like sobs.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: animals animal-rights dogs animal-cruelty animal-welfare dog animal pounds animal-kindness
Lex surfed wicked, like the devil. He wasn’t afraid of anything, seemed like. He grinned at West as the waves came up toward them like towers of green glass, an emerald city. We’re off to see the wizard, he shouted. He whooped. His body crouched ready to fly. He shone against the sun.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: sea ocean beach surfing surf beaches surfs-up
I always wondered what it must be like to lose a twin—if somehow Mary felt it like it was happening to her. If she felt physical pain.
Francesca Lia BlockStichwörter: pain empathy loss death suffering suffer death-and-dying twin death-of-a-loved-one twins empathetic
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