When he drove away I took a picture of the receding tail lights, and after his car was gone I stood there holding the photo up to the street, pretending. What is this feeling? I wondered. What is this hunger that grows worse the more I feed it?
They’d come up with a name for it a long time ago. But you already know what it’s called, don’t you?
Mots clés love
For a long time before I met you, I felt my life was this kind of test. I was in deep, cold water, swimming for shore, and my arms were getting tired,my skin numb. On the shore was everything I thought I wanted: a better job, a house, a family.”
He swallowed, his throat cording with tension. “But I could barely keep my head above water. Eventually I stopped seeing the shore. Only cold dark blue, in all directions. I know it’s cliché, but when I met you, my eyes opened. I looked around, and realized I could stand up whenever I wanted. There was firm ground under my feet.
Mots clés love firm-ground unteachable
Some girls had mothers who never called them beautiful but swore their love up and down. It's all the same, really. All bullshit.
Leah RaederThe brain is an incredible multitasker. At the same time that it's piercing itself with superheated needles of anguish, it's ruthlessly making plans, contingencies, plotting out a future, giving zero fucks whether it'll ever see it.
Leah RaederMots clés brain maise multitask
This is mine, I thought as he fucked me. This body, this act, this man, all mine.
Leah RaederMots clés mine posession maise
Thanks, Dad, for leaving a huge void in my life that Freud says has to be filled with dick.
Leah RaederDon't put your life on hold for someone, or you'll wake up at 42 with an empty house and a terrifying sense of freedom and no energy or innocence left to enjoy it.
Leah RaederMots clés unteachable
I touched his hand, carefully. Not too intimate, but not some half-assed there-there pat, either. Would he understand? Usually the thought process for a seventeen-year-old boy went girl touching me
Leah RaederMots clés relationship student teacher high-school taboo unteachable leah-raeder
Every time I opened my mouth, flame licked up my throat. I could have razed villages, kidnapped princesses.
Leah RaederWe looked at each other with that resentment you feel when you want something so much it’s causing you pain, so much you start to hate it a little.
Leah RaederMots clés hate
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