I'm not someone who can be depended one five days a week. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday? I don't even get out of bed five days in a row-I often don't remember to eat five days in a row. Reporting to a workplace, where I should need to stay for eight hours-eight big hours outside my home- was unfeasible.
Gillian FlynnMots clés dark-places
You're sexist. I'm so sick of liberal lefty men practicing sexual discrimination under the guise of protecting women against sexual discrimination.
Gillian FlynnMots clés liberals feminism sexual-discrimination
And sometimes drunk women aren't raped; they just make stupid choices--and to say we deserve special treatment when we're drunk because we're women, to say we need to be looked after, I find offensive.
Gillian FlynnMots clés feminism offense drunk sexual-discrimination
To refuse has so many more consequences than submitting.
Gillian FlynnMots clés submission refuse
The Midwest is full of these types of people: the nice-enoughs. Nice enough but with a soul made of plastic--easy to mold, easy to wipe down.
Gillian FlynnCamille?" Her voice quiet and girlish and unsure. "You know how people sometimes say they have to hurt because if they don't, they're so numb they won't feel anything?"
"Mmm."
"What if it's the opposite?" Amma whispered. "What if you hurt because it feels so good? Like you have a tingling, like someone left a switch on in your body. And nothing can turn that switch off except hurting? What does that mean?"
I pretended to be asleep. I pretended not to feel her fingers tracing vanish over and over on the back of my neck.
She blew more smoke toward me, a lazy game of cancer catch.
Gillian FlynnMots clés death smoking cigarette cancer cigarettes inevitable smoke
Tiene algo de perturbador, evocar un recuerdo cálido y que te deje completamente frío.
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I always feel sad for the girl that I was, because it never occurred to me that my mother might comfort me. She has never told me she loved me, and I never assumed she did. She tended to me. She administrated me.
Gillian FlynnEver been in a spelling bee as a kid? That snowy second after the announcement of the word as you sift your brain to see if you can spell it? It was like that, the blank panic.
Gillian FlynnMots clés thinking panic brain forgetting thoughts anxiety blank-mind the-mind anxious the-human-mind going-blank lost-thoughts panic-attack spelling-bee
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