They often got my file mixed up and thought that I had gone to juvenile detention for being a prostitute. All I had done was date a pimp.
Heather O'NeillI have an artistic temperament, which is a really tragic thing.
Heather O'NeillI turned to the page on decorated buttons and tried to ponder their beauty instead of my own loneliness, trying to will myself into being a sociopath.
Heather O'NeillSometimes when you are standing still and it’s snowing, you think that you hear music. You can’t tell where it’s coming from either. I wondered if we all really did have a soundtrack, but we just get so used to it that we can’t hear it anymore, the same way that we block out the sound of our own heartbeat.
Heather O'NeillTags: life music introspective
Zwölf ist ein wunderschönes und bemerkenswertes Alter; um diese Zeit fangen Kinder an, große Töne zu spucken und zu überlegen, wie sie es allein schaffen könnten: genau wie Engel, unmittelbar bevor sie aus dem Himmel vertrieben werden. Sie haben solch unschuldige und gefährliche Ideen.
Heather O'NeillWe were broke in a way that only kids can be broke. Our toes were black with dye from wearing boots that weren't waterproof. We had infected ear lobes and green rings around our fingers from cheap jewelry. No one ever even had a chocolate bar.
Heather O'NeillTags: poetic-prose
Whenever things were going well, I started to feel vain.
Heather O'NeillTags: life
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