Bree

“To the ones who hunger—
for love, for time, or simply to be free”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“Even more than I hate commodifying myself, I hate men judging me as a commodity. For thousands of years, women have been throughout their lives reduced to their worth as sexual objects (slash domestic workers). We learn very early on to go to great lengths to increase our sexual value in the eyes of men, without even realizing that’s why we’re (for example) agonizing over whether our one snack for the day should be a pear or a seventy-calorie sugar-free yogurt. For years—much of my childhood and early twenties—I spent the largest portion of my conscious thought on food and how much I hated and was terrified of my body. It has taken a lot of work to divorce my view of my body and my feelings of romantic worthiness from outside sources. I’m afraid apps would undermine that effort.”
― Blythe Roberson, How to Date Men When You Hate Men

“Never walk alone at night, they tell you, if you're a girl.
And it isn't fair.
Because the night is when the world is quiet.
The night is when the air is clear. The night is wild and welcoming and Alice lets her head fall back, until all she sees is the sky, not black, as it should be, given the time, but a twisting tapestry of blue.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“The world will try to make you small. It will tell you to be modest, and meek. But the world is wrong. You should get to feel and love and live as boldly as you want.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil