Jimena

“A los hombres como esos hay que ponerles tierra de por medio antes de que te ellos te la pongan por encima”
― Layla Martínez, Carcoma

“If you’re in bed next to me, I will take your hand. If you are not, I will go find you. I will spend the rest of my life, if I get that lucky, seeking you out. Not because I promised you or because you’re there. But because I will want to. I will want to be beside you. Every day. Forever.” “You will?” Vanessa tucked a strand of Joan’s hair behind her ear. “Every morning, I wake up and I think, ‘God, yes, her.’ ” Joan smiled and dried her tears. “If that can be enough for you,” Vanessa said, “it’s yours until the day I die.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Atmosphere

“Inside me, my Darkness rests within my rib-cage, a jailed animal grown lazy from lack of exercise. I have not felt my soul for a very long time. It may have slipped out, unbeknownst to me. I've seen other lose their shame of dignity in this way.”
― Virginia Feito, Victorian Psycho

“Because the world had decided that to be soft was to be weak, even though in Joan’s experience being soft and flexible was always more durable than being hard and brittle. Admitting you were afraid always took more guts than pretending you weren’t. Being willing to make a mistake got you further than never trying. The world had decided that to be fallible was weak. But we are all fallible. The strong ones are the ones who accept it.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Atmosphere