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“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“Sweet mother, I cannot weave –
slender Aphrodite has overcome me
with longing for a girl.”
― Sappho, Sappho: A New Translation of the Complete Works

“If you voted for a man who said "Grab em by the pussy," you have zero room to claim to protect anyone in bathrooms.”
― DaShanne Stokes

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss

“Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
― Steve Jobs

“Washing machine confuses me”
― Cavetown

“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― Andre Gide, Autumn Leaves

“I don’t think that I’ve been in love as such
Although I liked a few folk pretty well
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch
for brave men died and empires rose and fell
For love, girls follow boys to foreign lands
and men have followed women into hell
In plays and poems someone understands
there’s something makes us more than blood and bone
and more than biological demands
For me love’s like the wind, unseen, unknown
I see the trees are bending where it’s been
I know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blown
I really don’t know what "I love you" means
I think it means "don’t leave me here alone”
― Neil Gaiman, Adventures in the Dream Trade

“When your mind wants to bolt, but your heart hangs on, it is because you don’t know with absolute certainty what the truth is. When you waste so much time on something that you want to believe is true, you begin to overthink things. Eventually, something obvious becomes twisted into something absurd, which keeps us from believing a simpler answer. Over time, you believe your own lies and fantasies to shield yourself from hurt, when following what is logical would have been the quickest way to healing. It is through your own self-imposed delusions that you lose your perspective. The world then becomes different to you when in fact you are different. Why? Because your own ego gets in the way. Everyone wants to feel special. Everyone wants to have faith in others. Everyone wants to believe in fairytales, happy endings and have all bad interactions with others explained. It is easier to sit in denial with your delusions and pray God will intervene, not realizing he has. He gave you commonsense and intuition, but you didn’t like how it made you feel. This is what true mental illness really is: Following your gut instinct through hell because you want to prove you are right, either to yourself or others. You sacrifice choosing to do right, in order to avoid pain. However, you don't realize that you have been in pain for a really long time and believed this was how happiness felt.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“dysphoria had to wrap its hands around my neck and hold me down, baptism in drowning, before I faced the fact that living as a girl would kill me long before the Angels did.”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I think it hits us all at the same time that maybe we'll live long enough to grow up.”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I'd burn anything down if you so much asked”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I've taken what they've given me and turned it into a mockery of them. I will turn it into what destroys them.
If they want me to be a monster one step closer to God, that's fine.
In what world was their God ever a benevolent one?”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I had to pull a knife to keep from falling into his arms, begging him to forgive the transgression that made him raise a hand against me. He did it to me, he hurt me, and I wanted to apologize.”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“I tried to feel it. I did, I swear. I reached for it, squeezed my eyes shut as tight as I could and begged for it. I pretended I was stretching my hands out into the darkness behind my eyelids, fingers splayed wide, trying to find even the barest touch of something out there in the abyss. To feel the warmth Mom always assured me was waiting once I accepted God into my heart.
There was nothing. Always nothing.”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“Our faces are so close, his body is so warm, and I missed him so much. I missed him. I missed him. No matter what he did. I am disgusted with myself.”
― Andrew Joseph White, Hell Followed With Us

“You’re p-pretty,” I say, like that’s a reason. I feel my face turn a deep, deep shade of red and try to redeem myself. “I mean, it’s easy t-to talk to a p-pretty f-face. I don’t know.” She turns to me. “How long you had that stutter, anyway?” “All my l-life.” “It’s kinda cute.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“I’ve put my weak, wanting heart into the universe. I close my eyes and let myself feel it, the heat of her palms against my cheeks. Then she kisses me.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“a person committed to silence can suggest importance, strength. So long as they’re a man, I mean. It’s not an option when you’re a girl, not unless you want people to think you’re a bitch.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“You know what everyone likes to forget about me? I was a kid. I was a kid when I got into all that shit. I was a kid addict.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“Part of a shirt collar. I turn it over. There’s a name written on it in thin black marker. Casey. I grasp at the next piece of material. A delicate, flower print. Pink rosebuds. I flip it over. Anna. The next one is plain blue. Joelle. Then a girl-plaid. Jessica. And, finally, soft peach. Sadie.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“I am going to kill a man. “I am,” I whisper into the ground, over and over again. I am, I am, I am. I have to.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“dancing, right in the middle of the bar by herself and I thought she was so beautiful, you know? I just wanted to know her. You ever met someone like that, and all you can think about is being near them? Just like … in their orbit?”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“How do you forgive the people who are supposed to protect you? Sometimes I don’t know what I miss more: everything I’ve lost or everything I never had.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“this one time … she looks up at me and she says, You made me. And I—I said, Yeah. Yeah, baby, I did.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie

“Well, like when I was too proud or I was too angry … I was always putting on a front to keep people from giving me what I needed. I’d hurt them. Not—not physically, but I’d just put my pain on them because I didn’t know how to ask for help. So I always try to remember that, about other people. I always try to see past them and give them help, if I think I can.”
― Courtney Summers, Sadie