Helena

“He's not wrong. There are ways in which the world has destroyed me and there are ways in which I have welcomed that destruction. As much as I want to deny it, there is a kind of pleasure that comes from being tied up with a knife against my throat.”
― Tasha Coryell, Love Letters to a Serial Killer

“I'm worried that when my body is discovered, I will be found undeserving of mourning. That's the catch of martyrdom on social media. First they lament your death, and then they count all the reason you deserved to die.”
― Tasha Coryell, Love Letters to a Serial Killer

“There was something peaceful in the knowing. I once read an article online that said the rejuvenating force of a vacation isn't the trip but the anticipation of a break.”
― Tasha Coryell, Love Letters to a Serial Killer

“The evening was everything I'd ever dreamed of from a man. The most Max had ever cooked for me were some drunken pizza rolls. And yet, I could still feel that void inside of me that ached for something more. I'd gotten William the lover, but where was William the killer? Maybe I'd been misinterpreting my dreams all along. It was possible that I'd always wanted violence and not love. Or maybe I'd intertwined those things so closely that it was impossible to separate them.”
― Tasha Coryell, Love Letters to a Serial Killer